So it's been a year since one of my friends committed suicide and I'm still pissed at him. Not because he did it, just all the things left unsaid and undone. I know what I feel is right, but it sucks. I miss him and nothing can change it or bring him back.
I didn't write this to whine about it. I just wrote it comfort myself and be part of my grieving process. If anyone leaves a mean comment, you're an ass hat and remove yourself from my list immediately. If one of you wrote something like this, I wouldn't do that to you.
