Good Morning , Happy Monday! This weekend was not my best but not my worst. My friend tried to get me out of the house and active, which he accomplished. He invited me to work a haunted house for my old unit. I was a evil woman, thats the best way to describe it. I put pictures of how I looked during the haunted house, its creepy. What type of character would you describe it?
Besides that I just felt everything, remembering Moran and how much he would have enjoyed that festival. Which kinda got me in a down mood, and that mood set my entire weekend. I learned its possible to love someone to much, besides your family of course. This is so much pain. Do those who decide to end there lives realize that they could effect other people lives forever? I know that the pain they feel is so strong that nothing matters and you just want to end it all. Maybe thats something we need to think about, They were suffering for years and we may suffer the pain of there lost but with time it gets a little better. Thats more relief then they had. Im trying to make sense of it all while I understand both sides. It a complicated subject. I just want him back, I want to laugh at his jokes, eat good food with him, and learn so much from him. I miss us playing games, and hangout when we feel bored or hate the days work, and get drinks together. I miss it all and I don’t have anyone like that anymore. I don’t have someone I could Just be me with. I miss my little brother so much.
