Thursday, February 24
In Tears - R Language
Today is a day for tears. I don't often cry when someone passes away. I realize the necessity, the inevitability. This time, I have been inconsolable. She was my friend. She was the first role model I ever let myself have.
To fuck with "She is going to a better place." I don't care. "At least she is not in pain anymore," is the most assinine excuse I have ever heard. I'm ashamed that I have tried to comfort with those transparent words. They are just reminders that she was here and in pain. They make you hate yourself for wishing you had just one more minute, hour, day, anything.
How do you grieve for the woman that taught you it's okay to be you?.