No one said it was gonna be easy... no one said it would be this hard

[tunatartare]

It's been a little over two weeks since my housemate passed away and I just don't know what to do with myself. I'm usually a very closed off person about my emotions and feelings, but with this going on in my life, I feel like I've become a lot more vulnerable and that I need to share. I've been having a lot of trouble sleeping latelyi. Every time I close my eyes, I picture Cait lying there in the hospital so helpless. It sucks because this is definitely not how she would have wanted to be remembered. It's 4:36am here now and I've been up for a while just because I haven't been able to fall asleep. I started crying in the middle of class today because in my History of Photography class the teacher showed us a series that was done about people living with and dying from AIDS and a lot of the pictures were taken in hospitals and it just hit too close to home and I just sat there at my desk and cried.

Sorry for the rant and if GC is not the place for this, I'm just really upset now and need someone to talk to to let my feelings out and no one is on now.