Tragic End.

A short story of how my life is at the moment. I feel this way very often and wanted to share it with you guys as my first short story.

The pain of anxiety and depression. My grandpa has had amnesia for quite some time now, and I miss him so much, he isnt gone, not dead. But, he isnt with me either. He doesnt always remember me, and it pains my heart, knowing that he once was my hero, the one person I looked up to, and admired. The one person that knew me, who saved me from myself, but now.. He doesnt even remember he did such a thing. He doesnt remember the memories I do. I miss him so much.