- Aug 20, 2021
- the attic with my headless doll
Every day is hard but the holidays are really hard. I think about holidays when my parents were here. Thanksgivings with my family all of us sitting around the table. My grandma, now I'm sitting alone in silence hating everything death most of all. Death is not ok, being alone is not ok. I envy people who still have their parents, who have family and children. It's not ok and I'm angry, I once believed in God now I'm not sure anymore. Too much suffering in this world. It's not ok.