Gonna sound so chronically online but my brother losing followers on instagram really hurts my feelings. Idk but I think it’s such weird behavior to unfollow someone just because they died.
So until death hits someone so close to you suddenly and tragically, you won’t understand how this feels. Not that you’re supposed to and you won’t ever be prepared either. But I have to live with this forever and I will feel his absence forever and I won’t stop talking about it
When I wake up, it’s always early, so I’m always aware of this. When I look at my clock and see the time, Jeffrey’s still alive before 7:45am, and he’s dead after. And it’s all I think about.
I had to tell my bb what happened and I didn’t even understand what I saying, no time to process anything. I was over there in about 15 minutes to make sure my parents were understanding the police correctly and they gave me a case number at the medical examiner for Jeffrey