It’s supposed to get easier, right? Wrong. Time is supposed to ease the pain, right? Wrong. The sad reality that you do learn is that you are in on this alone. No matter who you talk to, or whatever sympathy you get…no one will ever know the hurt you are enduring.
So today was an incredibly emotional day. I would go from crying hysterically to laughing my heart out. All the memories and stories would put a smile on my face but it’s just the sad realisation that there are only memories left. You’re no longer here. It’s really hard to take.
Some days are better then others. Some days, i can pick myself up and walk around and pretend to laugh and smile. SOme days, its just a dull ache in my heart, reminding me that my hero is gone.
And other days, it’s like i’ve been stabbed in the heart. Like someone had kicked me in the stomach and i want to throw up. Like my heart is actually breaking in half, because no other pain could cause this feeling.
Unfortunately, most days are like the latter. and it makes life hard to live
i love Glee!
Fckn Seriously! Just shut the fuck up already! You are fckn annoying as fuck.
Make up your fckn mind! On, off, on, off!