Today I found out that a man that is like a father to me passed away. I got to have three weeks with him prior to his death and that is much more than I ever got with my real father. I just did not see how it all came about one day he was great the next he was dieing. I really am struck badly by the loss, thirteen years and many memories. I got a hold of the boyfriend and granted I am not in a great state of mind he does not even care if I come home to him. Well he says I am getting annoying, so this is what I sent to him. I love dad and I miss him. Just as much as I miss my real father and like I miss my son. I am down to the
"What I am trying to say is that I am very heartbroken right now, maybe all I wanted to know is that you would look forward to fianlly be able to get to see me. Make me feel more comfortable about it. I really don't need someone hanging up on me, I need more support granted I was here before anyone else. I do love you and I am spending to much time being a tough bitch cuz I don't want the world to see how much this really hurts me. I want to know that some one that loves me cares and will be there when I get there. I am gonna not act so tough anymore, I am gonna leave myself vunerable to all that wants to hurt me cuz life won't be the same if my heart is not breaking."
I love dad and I miss him. Just as much as I miss my real father and like I miss my son. I am down to the point in my life where I just can't cry hard enough or keep up my tough act. I get hurt so much, I might as well walk with it in pride. I wish I knew what to do. How can I be happy, with so much hurt. How can I know everything is for the best. I don't know anything.
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