Let this girl grieve in her own way, and hope that one day, someone allows you to grieve in your own way too. When my mum died, I spent half an hour next to the casket cracking jokes with my cousin, both of us laughing out loud. Across the Love heart I love being nana shirt, some ladies who vaguely knew my grandparents tooted and rolled their eyes. My grief was real, theirs was for show.
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