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Everyone should realize how lucky we are to have life. I mean, we're young and have our entire lives ahead of us - yes, but don't take things or people for granted. My great aunt just died on Monday and I knew she wasn't doing too well but didn't take the time to visit her. I didn't think it'd happen so quick. It's just hard to come to terms with things like family members dying. You just act like it's never going to happen... but it's inevitable. And I hate that. It scares me. I don't have much family left... and if I do - they don't talk to me.
I have moved to a different place in my life, sort of. I live with my boyfriend and I have now for about 6 months now. I left all my friends and the only real home I knew. I hate not being able to see my friends everyday and tell them I love them because something can always happen even though we think that "it would never happen to me". So, to anyone reading this, I love you ...
I think I'm getting to a point where I'm terrified of death. I see an elderly person and get sad immediately. I hate being away from Jimmy because when he's gone I think something is going to happen to him. I hate being by myself, and I've pretty much come dependent on him. Then I think "What if I lose him?" .... I'd be a complete mess. I just think to much about the "what-if's" I guess...
Maybe I'm just crazy? But I think I'm becoming a paranoid person...
I have moved to a different place in my life, sort of. I live with my boyfriend and I have now for about 6 months now. I left all my friends and the only real home I knew. I hate not being able to see my friends everyday and tell them I love them because something can always happen even though we think that "it would never happen to me". So, to anyone reading this, I love you ...
I think I'm getting to a point where I'm terrified of death. I see an elderly person and get sad immediately. I hate being away from Jimmy because when he's gone I think something is going to happen to him. I hate being by myself, and I've pretty much come dependent on him. Then I think "What if I lose him?" .... I'd be a complete mess. I just think to much about the "what-if's" I guess...
Maybe I'm just crazy? But I think I'm becoming a paranoid person...