My grandpa passed away Monday night. I just told my friends, I haven't wanted to talk to them about it, I'm afraid I'll look like I'm searching for sympathy. Morgan's having a hard time with it, I'm trying to be there for my mom as well. I don't know what I'm doing. I was really getting better, but I'm scared this is pushing me back down into a hole. I'm also worried if I really start opening up, I'll break and I won't know how to fix myself this time. I wish I could talk to you, god I miss you. I'm working on myself, I'm doing better, just these setbacks seem never ending. I hope you're doing well. Happy Thanksgiving even though I vividly remember you having minor beef with every American holiday to ever exist BAHAHA I love you. I'm sure you're thriving wherever you are.