Each day, that goes by, i seem to think more and more about my grammie.
It has been two weeks tonight since shes passed away, and to be honest with you. It really doesn't seem real that shes gone.

I lie awake at night wondering if im quiet enough so I don't wake her. It's as if shes never left but yet shes not here.


Life has never gotten back to normal. In more ways then one its changed for the worst. I can't seem to even focus anymore or let alone find the will to wake up.

Today, I barely could force myself to even go to my job. I guess it's not really just her passing that hit me. its my own depression and that combined and its not really a good feeling.

The girl I got close to told me that I was just a fling, to keep her occupied. Turned out I wasn't worth a damn to her.

So ya... not really great mood these days.