I hate that I do this here, but there's nowhere else I could go. I hate to say it here but I have to admit that I am drowning in sorrow and I need comfort.
He was that man that I heard all about yet I knew so little. He was this one person I always admired for his iron will and principles. I loved him as a kid and more as I grew up, whether he was here or abroad. But now, it feels like it doesn't matter. Like nothing does anymore. At first, I am like in this trance not knowing if it's really happening, but the reality smacked me head on when I kissed my grandpa's cold forehead goodbye. I cannot describe how bad I feel right now...
How do you cope with this much pain and sadness and loss?