Recently one of the most important persons in my life died. The circumstances around her passing were not quick or easy. The aftermath has been just as bad. Family squabbling made the process of putting her to rest almost unbearable. Now, I am left with a place in my heart that never stops hurting. I'm just able to ignore it at times.
No one taught me how to grieve. I was given no instruction manual or handy tips. I just let the days go by and try not to let my pain overshadow the importance of now.
It is possible to be sad, even when you are truly happy.
Martin Luther King Would Still Fuck Trump's Shit Up (Into the American
Twilight Edition)
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I don't have the bandwidth to go deeply into the complete fucking over of
everything Martin Luther King, Jr. lived and died for with today's
presidential...