#missing you always

I think it’s difficult as shit living life when a parent you were close to passes. Sometimes I feel like I’m doing a good job and then I think of where I’m at, and it just becomes overwhelming. I’m at a good place in life. I just mean, the grief never stops. It has been 4 years. Long ass years. But yet also feels like it just happened. It’s crazy. And sometimes all I want is to talk to someone about it, but I don’t even know how or who to talk to. It’s hard talking to people who never even knew my mom and me trying to explain her to them for them to even get a glimpse of understanding the stories I’m telling about her. I am so appreciative of the ones in my life who try to be there. I just wish there was a way to talk to someone who could understand more sometimes. Idk. rant over.