somedays i just wanna walk into the street and aimlessly tell people i had a dad too once upon a time. he used to love me lots actually. maybe its hard to believe now, but i used to be very loved.
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somedays i just wanna walk into the street and aimlessly tell people i had a dad too once upon a time. he used to love me lots actually. maybe its hard to believe now, but i used to be very loved.
the weird thing abt losing a dad is that you end up unintentionally searching for him in every older male you meet from then onwards
felt a little insane today trying to hold back tears after i was snoozing off on the couch during a family event and my uncle just. pat my head and flicked my forehead in such a way that bc my eyes were closed and i was half asleep i thought it was my dad. nothing to see here yk. nope. nothing
somedays i just wanna walk into the street and aimlessly tell people i had a dad too once upon a time. he used to love me lots actually. maybe its hard to believe now, but i used to be very loved.
the problem of having upper lip hair has a brown girl is that even though i know no one gives a fuck abt it i still feel like an overgrown neanderthal playing dress up if i dare to be cute and it kills me and im so embarrassed but then i realize i spent my fucking money on this cute stuff so i'll simultaneously torture myself by still dressing cute and still wanting to actively shrivel up and die
and what if i said the irritating thing of my dad's 1 year death anniversary is that i was planning on coasting through it and now everyone's sending me condolences again and i'm gonna tear my hair off again
i think the part about grief that kills me the most is that at the end after all the anger, all the sadness of my dad dying, i just feel empty. nothing. its been months. i feel nothing. i feel nothing. i move forward in life and i feel nothingness. i smile for a bit and then i feel nothing.
i feel like no matter how old i get all it takes is a couple words to shatter the carefully crafted persona i've built over years and years and i will always be the little girl in 2nd grade blinking confusedly why no one ever wants to listen to her talk and people only ever to tell her to shut up and maybe i will never outgrow her
life is so cruel. all i can do is ask what i did to deserve any of this, shed a couple tears and keep going ig
i have that dog in me. you know. the losing one
i thought i only brought my dad pain but i don't know what to think when i see photos of myself as a baby and him playing with my feet or crawling beside me and i can't help but think back to when someone said that he spent his entire life wanting children like my sister and i
i like staying in the warmth of my plushies and blankets, doodling away, reading comics, texting my friends, watching stupid videos and writing my own stories. i don't really like being a grown up. it's cold and its foreign and everyone expects me to know what to do even though i don't and there's nothing indicating that i *do* know.
i just keep thinking of adult life like school. just like elementary, and high school and college, i'll be like this for 5, maybe 10 years, and then it'll be over and i'll be free. but i know it's not and even thats scary
channeling a lot of pain into my art right now
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there's a new employee at a cafe i'm a regular at and he's indian and i just know that if my dad were still here he would let out a laugh and start chatting him up in hindi as if they'd always been best friends
my dad's friend updated his profile picture. i wonder if they knew that they dressed the exact same. same grey hoodie, dark trousers, and brown shoes. i feel bad for being cold when i spoke to him but what else could i have done.
every time i see a kid smiling with their parents i wanna interject and say "i was loved like that too. i was loved too. i was loved. someone loved me the same way you are, i swear. " but i don't bc everyone would look at me weird