⛧ WRATH ⛧

I never thought Jane the Virgin would help me so much with my grief. I feel seen. It's so hard to get your life back on track after the most important person in your life ceased to be. I struggled so much to just get out of bed for over 6 months, and even after that I still had PTSD that ended with more weeks of being unable to exist properly. Grief has been the worst pain I've ever experienced. The worst depression I've ever been in. I didn't know if I'd make it out alive this year. I truly didn't. I'm still struggling so much but it's not as bad. My antidepressants are working, therapy has done wonders, my outlook on life changed... I fall, a lot and often, back in grief and depression. I used to beat myself over it a lot. I still do because I miss the life I've had before this. I miss being productive and doing art. I miss having a purpose. Everything I'd accomplished I did it thinking about grandma and telling her about it. I wanted her to live vicariously through me and now that shes gone... its hard to repurpose myself. I wanted her to be the first one to look through my first comic. I wanted her to celebrate my successes with me. I feel like my heart got ripped out of my body and buried with her. I had to grow a new one. And it was so hard. I felt like I died with her. Take care of the people you love the most. Don't take the time you have with them for granted. The world is so hectic, so make every moment with them count. You'll never know which moment is the last one.