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2024 is such a bitter year for me. This was the year my uncle was finally going to retire from work. He talked about this year for years. How he was waiting for this year to cross things off his bucket list. How this year we were supposed to start traveling the country to go to the restaurants featured on Drives, Diners, & Dives. How this year he wanted to keep the boys for a week a month. How this year he was finally going to buy season passes for the Eagles. How we were going to go to our first Flyers game together. How he wanted to work part time with me baking and making platters.
He has so much life left to live. It’s been two years and the grief is even heavier. I’m drowning in my own sorrows.. life is passing me by. He wouldn’t want this for me. I wish I knew how to push past this pain.
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Having anxiety sucks so bad. The overwhelming intrusive thoughts are crippling. I hate feeling everything so deeply.
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