Hi friends it’s been a minute, I hope you are all starting off your week happy & healthy.
I need a new phone case 🙃
xo Blessed beeeee ✨
Rather be a stoner than have a hangover
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My maternal grandma passed away 4 years ago. Today was the first time I went to the cemetery alone, no other family member was able to come, and it was 20 min to closing time. I would not leave until I found every dead grandparents gravestone. I first found my maternal grandfathers grave, then my maternal grandmothers. I knew exactly where my paternal grandmothers grave was, so I headed there and that’s when it got dark. I had to call my sister to ask where my paternal grandpa’s grave was and she tried to explain but it was difficult to find in the dark. I had my phone flashlight on, apologizing to the deceased graves I was stepping over, and I could not find him. I was so hurt, the groundskeeper had flashed his light to me, basically saying it’s way past closing. I had been there for an hour and a half at this point, and I was ready to call it. And then I pointed my flashlight down and saw my p. grandfathers name, or what looked like it through the overgrown grass lawn. I dropped down in tears, I had found him. I found him, I did it, I quickly ran to pour some water in his underground vase, put the flowers together, and just this weight left me. I cried all the way home, I even had to call my boyfriend for comfort. And although I still feel really sad about all the emotions I had just gone through, and my overall day, a part of me feels a huge relief and I feel like I did them right. Like they might be proud of me. Like they might really be watching you know? Idunno.
I miss you grandma.
I miss you all.
Love you, but don’t love me back just yet.
I have never felt so small, unloved, unwanted, and embarrassed in my entire life. And I’ve been through some shit. I thought I was broken before, but this shattered feeling is a whole other level of defeat.
I wish there was a single soul on this stupid plane of existence that I could connect with.
- when music doesn’t help anymore -
Sad em is no fun for anyone. 🥀