To be completely honest,
it doesn’t matter what anyone tells me. It doesn’t matter how many “friends” I have around, it doesn’t matter how many people tell me it’s going to be okay, it doesn’t matter how many days pass, it doesn’t matter how many years pass, it doesn’t matter: losing someone still hurts, every single day. When you lose someone that was so close and so important to you, no matter how long it’s been, when special days come up, it hurts just as badly as it did when it first happened.
It’s been almost 5 and a half years since my brother passed away, and it still hurts just as badly.
