This post is OOC.
December 31, 2013 also know as New Year's Eve. I started the day by getting ready for work, the day was long and it dragged on. I was bored through most of it and just wanted the day to end. Though, my significant other was very pleasing to me. Day ends and that person drives me home (on account of my fear of driving). I call my dad to let him know since it was rather late, and he gives me the worst news. My dog, Ofie, had died from a seizure at 5:00pm.
Devastation.
I could not hide my tears despite how much I tried. Needless to say no one celebrated the coming of the new year that night.
A few months after, I find out my grandmother, who I have known for years, has been diagnosed Pancreatic Cancer........
-Update-
She regressed very quickly. I visited her often and each time she look more frail......
April 20, 2014, Easter morning, my grandmother had passed away. She hadn't eaten for 5 weeks, and she didn't drink any water the last week.
As you all know I had been sick with severe laryngitis for the two weeks prior to that. I had lost my voice........I couldn't say goodbye at her funeral...........I wanted to so bad........my grief was horrible........my agony unbearable.........at the cemetery it sent me into hyperventilation. I couldn't breath......
Tuesday, the stressed caused me to break and I took it all out on the one person who had been helping me through it all.........I was beyond cruel........and I don't know why
It destroyed our relationship............I really miss them
