Right now I just think I need all the support I can get. And right now I’m not getting that. All I get is to hear my family yelling at each other about things that don’t matter. I know this is not what my grandparents wanted and that makes me sad.
It hasn’t even been two weeks since my grandma died and that side of my family is already falling apart. Her house is empty like some one robbed everything. Almost everyone emptied the house not even 24 hours after her death. Some people are just heartless. My graduation was supposed to be a happy thing but I just ended up crying half the time because I was going to visitor her right after so she could see me but she died two days before. This is the first time I’m telling anyone besides a few close people. I had trouble telling some of my friends and my teachers. I failed all my finals after her death. I lost a lot of hope in people.