Death hits hard. It's this raw, gut-wrenching realization that someone who used to be a huge part of your world just isn't there anymore. You're left with this hole where their laughter, their voice, and their presence used to be. It's like the world keeps moving, but you're stuck with this question, "How can they just not be here anymore?" It's not just sadness; it's confusion, it's longing, it's a deep sense of loss.
When you can't hear that laugh or share moments with them again, it feels surreal, almost unfair. It's a brutal part of life, dealing with this kind of absence. Every memory, every little thing that reminds you of them, brings a mix of joy and pain. It's this emotional rollercoaster where you're trying to hold onto the good times while grappling with the reality that those times are now just memories. It's a tough, emotional journey, but it's also a testament to how much they meant to you. That depth of feeling shows the impact they had on your life.
a character who never really had family falling in love with a character who has a big happy loving family is such an elite trope i don’t make the rules
being taught to shrink yourself for others really does mess with you mentally. from now on, i’m taking up space. i’m taking up as much space as i want, to be myself. do not care what anybody has to say. i’m allowing myself to let my light shine. and bright as fuck too.