it’s not even been a full 48 hours and i feel like people are already done. they’re already over talking about it and posting about it. i feel worse than i ever have before. grief breeds grief and i just feel so physically ill. i have always had such a hard time grasping the concept of death and this hit so hard. it’s terrifying how someone can be here one moment and gone the next. liam’s passing has made me so much more aware of what little time we have. i can’t stop thinking about Kate, Cheryl, Bear, and his mother .. moms aren’t supposed to outlive their children.
i know liam was facing a lot of controversy with Maya Henry and i do not support his actions. Redemption in death is such an odd thing and i wish no part in it. However, death makes room for no such things and he was supposed to be able to grow up some more. he was supposed to be able to live, to watch his own son grow. He still had the ability to become a different man. one of my earliest memories is holding my newborn baby sister on the couch when she came home from the hospital for the first time. one direction playing on the radio in the background. liam and one direction truly changed my life. the idea that he’s just gone is unbelievable. i feel as though i am mourning a close friend. it’s strange to feel this way about someone i’ve never met, and yet when i came home wednesday evening i fell into my moms arms sobbing. grief is grief, it knows no bounds. tell your family and friends you love them. you never know when the last time you see them will be.. ️