Something terrible happened in my family and I just didn’t have it in me. I wanted to share it here, but it wasn’t mine to tell.
All I’ll say is that this is the first time that I’ve experienced death to be so close and so unfair. I know what they say, and I accept it, but that doesn’t stop it from hurting. And from missing.
So, that’s why.
Also, sorry for the dark post, they’ll get better I promise.