The outside corners of my eyes are rubbed raw. Salty tears sting every centimeter of the path down my cheeks. I can’t see very well through the constant layers of tears, heavy eyelids, and headache that’s existed all day since I found out at 10:05am this morning.
I feel nauseous. I don’t know where today went. It feels unreal and too real at the same time.
GOD WHERE ARE YOU AND HOW COULD YOU LET THIS HAPPEN?
DO YOU EVEN FUCKING EXIST? BRING HER BACK. BRING HER BACK NOW. IT WASN’T HER TIME YET! I NEED HER. God, I need her.
It feels like parts of me have died with her. Parts of me that were so heard and seen by only her.
My throat keeps threatening to close, and anxiety is torturing me in a way I’ve never experienced before.
This is incredibly awful.
I don’t want to live in a world where this happens. I don’t understand anything anymore.