He was my best friend. My sense of humour and all my hobbies and interests were shaped by him. He was such a people person that, twenty-two years after my granddad who founded my town's hospice is gone, buildings are getting named after my family in my hometown because my dad was so loved by everyone there.
It honestly enrages me he died at 48 for no reason while there are dads out there who are still fit and healthy and choose to be terrible fathers. So yeah it's definitely a blessing I can say all that, but it's a curse too.
Yeah I get it. I can't make sense of it in my own mind. I don't feel worthy of much, and I can't understand why it is, that I should be allowed to outlive others who I believed were better off than me.
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