July 10th Friday.
Dont Just exist, Live. Im getting that tattooed next week because I am trying my damn hardest to live after losing my father and son. Some days are heavy, some days I carry it better. I will always be grieving until the day I die and im reunited with my dad and son. I miss them both so much. It will be 6 years this November for my dad, 6 years of heartache. Not sure how ive made it this far if im honest. Its got to be my boys getting me through each day. I get my strength from them. How am I feeling today? Im ok. Ive got this. Well, im not ok, but I have to be for my boys. Wonder if ill still be alive this time next year? Its sad isn't it that im so morbidly depressed and dont see myself in the future. All I can do is what im doing. Taking each day, day by day. Ive got the holiday blues, them 6 days away went by so fast.. Im going my sisters today, shes going to wash and plait my hair for me. Can't remember the last time I washed it. Seriously thinking of going short because...