As I type this, tears are already ruining my freshly applied make up but I don't care. People say it is not healthy to keep it in. I miss her so much. My dad seems fine but I can feel his loneliness which he tries to hide by landscaping, doing the market/grocery and watching violent television shows which my mom never allowed in the house.
It's still so ouchy in the heart. With a single thought of her, a shot of pain goes through my vein on my right hand all the way to my heart. I don't know why but that's how it physically feels. Sometimes I think I am having a seizure but after a minute or two, I realize that it is only the pain in my heart of losing mom that's causing me distress.
I find myself always saying, "HAAAYYY NAKKKKOOOO MOM....Why did you leave us so early?"



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