I found the box of stuff on my dad’s body when he killed himself roughly a decade ago and he had $20 in singles in his wallet
I feel like I should do something with it, but I’m not sure what
Might go get a drink
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I found the box of stuff on my dad’s body when he killed himself roughly a decade ago and he had $20 in singles in his wallet
I feel like I should do something with it, but I’m not sure what
Might go get a drink
Every so often, I have this dream that I am LIVID at my dad. Like he’s insisting on shit, and stepping all over me (ah like old times). And I am PISSED.
Also the story is somehow that he died, but then - somehow - resumed being alive after 3 days and now he’s back to living with my mom like nothing happened.
This one, I was pissed because he was hogging the bathroom while I had to go to class or work or something. Like SO MUCH SO that I didn’t get there till ~2pm and was like ‘I should just not go’.
Exhausted from the rally/march yesterday and starting IVF shots on top of being easily exhausted in general.
Staying put on here, Pintrest, and fanfic sites to avoid thinking about Father’s Day too much and subsequently breaking down :)
I know grieving is good and you need to do it but damn I like just being in a fantasy world sometimes.
Soon You’ll get Better came on someone help me rn I’m sobbing
I know it shouldn’t be — I know he wouldn’t want it to be — but it nevertheless remains true that my father’s death is the singular defining moment of my life