I don't exactly know where my head is at, but I know I need to write. I feel lots of feelings, it's almost like I'm being choked by them. Once upon a time I wouldn't have known you could feel so many emotions at once but through some terribly tragic times I've been through, I know this fullness only too well, unfortunately.
I'm feeling the usual emotions that go with grief. The anger, the sadness, the emptiness, the disbelief. But I feel extra anger on top, maybe even as far as betrayal. A certain person who knows of the situation, has asked that my mum does not get rid of my fathers medication, as they need it. This person is an ex-addict and I've tried to get close ones to give this person a chance and stuck up for them my whole life. I don't know why I ever bothered. It just feels so cold to me, like they are trying to take advantage of my fathers death.
They won't get their hands on the medication. But I am livid.
No comments:
Post a Comment