I'm like Sasha. At first I'm sort of like "Oh, that sucks" until the actual concept of death and the fact that I will never ever see them again, no matter how much I wish for it, sinks in. Then I usually cry and seclude myself.
I usually cry a lot. Over if anyone dies, really. Because then I think too much about it and what the person did and what they can no longer do. And I always have a really hard time just thinking about the "good memories" because even those make me sad. Sadder, possibly.
i dont really know i guess. i guess id be sad but keep going and then eventually it goes away. not like eventually you forget about them but you just remember good things.
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The part that I'll never see or be able to talk to the person again is what I can't cope with.
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