“How are you doing?” I hear this question constantly recently. Everyone’s worried about me and how I may be handling life after this summer. It’s understandable though, after the loss of my grandfather on top of the loss of my mother, both in a short period of time, who wouldn’t be worried? When my response isn’t that I’m curled up in a ball on the bathroom floor having a breakdown, it seems to worry people even more. How am I fine? How am I handling everything so well? The assumption is that I’m holding everything in or ignoring the issue, but it’s not that at all. So for everyone who’s been wondering, here what’s really been going on: This summer sucked. My grandpa passed away, I watched my mom suffer for most of the summer and then pass away, my other grandpa is sick, and on top of all that I spent forty hours a week working, sometimes even fourteen...
just trying to figure out life and sharing my thoughts along the way