Again, for anyone who missed it my little brother dropped dead last Friday. My dad died days later from grief. I am on fucking fire.
And the world is on fire.
Just ended up mutually blocking over politics.
I need social media right now. I need it like air, because I am really suffering
THAT SAID
Yeah, I was so afraid of it. Our last conversation was an argument over me saying he was going to fucking die and begging him to see a doctor and him telling me he knew his duty and wasn't going to let himself go.
He then went down for a nap he never woke from.
I'm not upset our last convo was ...
that and sorry to trauma dump but not sorry I need to and I know you want me to use your shoulder. ANYWAY we'd had other convos about how if a disagreement were our last words we didn't mean them as such I just wish he had listened or I had INSISTED.
But he didn't want to be here after Mom went
