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Aug. 16th, 2011 01:58 pmOne year ago today, dad died. Around this time I started calling his cell and getting no answer. And I kept calling and calling and calling, till Mom agreed to take me down to Toronto the next day.
That's when I would find his body.
One year.
I thought I was doing so well. I thought I had made it through. I thought I was stronger.
But today comes and I feel like I can't breath. My hands shake and it feels like my mind is full of broken glass. Every thought is painful, sharp.
I feel like I'm going to shatter and I just want to curl up in a ball.
I don't want to face this week. I don't want my birthday to come (they almost put the funeral on that day). I don't want to move, or think or be.
And FanExpo....so many memories attached to that date. If it wasn't for the fact that the table was paid for and that rent is relying solely on me doing well there, I would cancel. I know I'd probably regret it later when the pain isn't as immediate, but right now...
...right now I don't want to be me.
...and people though I was strong.
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Date: 2011-08-16 06:28 pm (UTC)Just...hugs. SO many hugs from me.
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Date: 2011-08-17 10:25 pm (UTC)I hurt for you.
I cry for you.
We all love you. Please believe that.
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Date: 2011-08-16 06:37 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2011-08-16 09:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-17 01:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-17 05:01 am (UTC)So please, don't be so hard on yourself. You can weather this and there are so many people who love you and know that you're doing your very best. And your best is just as strong as it should be. Really.
*hugs*
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Date: 2011-08-17 05:11 am (UTC)*hugs tight* Even now, 12 years later it still fucking hurts.
If you want to talk ~ send me a message.
<3
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Date: 2011-08-17 02:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-17 02:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-18 04:30 pm (UTC)Even if you're in pain and it doesn't feel like it's going to end, you know you'll get up. You know you'll do art. You know you'll be up and around and moving forward.
How you feel doesn't define strength. No one can control that first reaction. It's what you do that you can control. So keep moving forwrd, as you have done all year.
We know you're strong. And we love you, strong or weak or moving forward or staying still. ((((huggs))))
(...and one of these tries, I'll get the comment in the right place... >^O.o^<;; )