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Post by gabriellaseong on Feb 12, 2013 17:29:17 GMT -5
It has been almost half a year since the accident. Mum hasn't really been "around". She blanks out and just stares out the window every day. Sometimes she doesn't even realize that I'm in the same room as her. I know she misses my brother, but I do, too. We never talk about what happened. My mum just wanted to push it behind us, but I can't. I need to talk to someone about what happened. I guess that's why I'm actually starting a journal. If I can't find someone to talk to, I guess I have something to write my thoughts in.
I tried changing my hair, and I did. I like it, but it doesn't really help with the pain of loosing my brother. He was my best friend, and he always will be. I miss him so much sometimes that I cry myself to sleep. I hope I haven't woken up my roommate. She didn't say anything. Maybe I should ask her, or not. It might be an awkward conversation. She probably thinks that I'm crying over a boy for wayyy too long. I am crying over a boy, but not just any other "boy".
I don't know how long it's going to take to stop crying myself to sleep, almost every night. I know I should stop doing that soon. But when? The pain never ceased since the day I found out my brother had passed.
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