Because I know what having someone close to you die feels like.
I know how that shit fucks with your head.
It will drive you fucking insane.
It will change your whole mindset.
It affects your every day life because you can never fully recover from something like that.
It stays with you forever and it brings on a whole new level of pain that is very difficult to cope with.
And, for me, it never got easier.
Time just went on as it got further and further away from the day we had lost him.
But that doesn't mean that I miss him any less.
That doesn't mean that it has gotten any easier since the second my father walked into my room and told me that my own brother was dead.
It hasn't gotten any easier.
Time has just passed by.
-C.D.
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