I had a conversation with my mom last night. Grandpa is not well, she told me. He's dying, is what I heard.
So am I, I thought.
I ate dinner with my friends and their kids tonight. I needed 2 years to heal from one of my first break-ups, she told me.
So do I, I thought.
I screamed at God or you or maybe both tonight. You're an ***** I yelled until my sobs cut my screams off.
So am I, I thought.
I wept in a friend's bed tonight. He's not making healthy choices, she told me.
So am I, I thought.
I watched the stars and sat outside while I cussed out God and you both tonight. You lied to me and I needed you, I sobbed.
So do I.
May 29, 2019
May 29, 2019 at 1:35 AM UTC
I had a conversation with my mom last night. Grandpa is not well, she told me. He's dying, is what I heard.
So am I, I thought.
I ate dinner with my friends and their kids tonight. I needed 2 years to heal from one of my first break-ups, she told me.
So do I, I thought.
I screamed at God or you or maybe both tonight. You're an ***** I yelled until my sobs cut my screams off.
So am I, I thought.
I wept in a friend's bed tonight. He's not making healthy choices, she told me.
So am I, I thought.
I watched the stars and sat outside while I cussed out God and you both tonight. You lied to me and I needed you, I sobbed.
So do I.
Grief is an ever-present neighbor who makes herself at home in my life frequently. I am feeling betrayed, sad, angry, shocked, and hurt. Grief, God, and you, have all been taking the brunt of it. Tears are becoming a daily reality.
