Yeah, that thing you told me about faltering? it happened all yesterday. My day sucked, considering it was the day of my dad's funeral, and I couldn't go, Would I have changed my mind? Honestly, no. I know what it would do to me. What it would do to my heart if I saw him in person in a open-casket. I looked at the pictures my mom sent, and I stared for a moment. I just said to myself: That's not him. That is nothing of him but a shell."
It's hurting really bad... But, with how yesterday played out, I decided more that I wouldn't let that hold me down. That, I need to keep fighting. For not just my sake, but for my mother's, my boyfriend, and everyone who I consider family.
But thanks for reminding me. Yeah, they are still way out of line. But, such is life, you know?