Good Mourning...
I didn't realize I've been grieving; well, suppressing grief. I thought I said my "good bye"; without going into details, I figured I was "okay". It seems I've been grieving particular things for a little while now; the dead spaces in my life/ relationships. I don't care to share the most recent however I believe that is possibly what sent me to the edge. While dealing with my issues as well as the random "meet and greet" with my "demons" I feel as if I am losing my mind. The worst part is, for the majority of my life, when I felt this way I could crawl in my Grandmother's bed and cry or be silent and she'd just know. She knew what to say or what to do to make me better. I couldn't go to the funeral and I have yet to visit the site; however I have a special place where I feel I can commune with her. So far that's comforting, but it's not the same. Almost 9 months later and this is (I believe) the...