Today's chat experience reminded me of something. It reminded me that I am a sad, lonely, depressed, boy with no life and no friends. The only friends I have are ones that live in different parts of worlds that I can't even hang out with or talk to outside of this or Instagram. I'm nobody kid...
One year ago today my grandmother was alive getting ready to go to her favorite place to escape the cold, Phoenix. She was going to enjoy, instead she spent weeks in the hospital and died in front in me back in Canada.
I'm a failure at life and I don't deserve all the love and praise I get from anyone. I am as I always will be alone and unloved. I don't deserve anything or anyone. I'm not a good person, I'm a horrible person who can't do a single goddamn thing correct. I'm a failure
I am thankful for all the wonderful people I have met and made friends with. But what I am most thankful for is everything my grandmother has done for me and my family. Not a moment goes by where I don't think of her. I may not show it or talk about it but she was everything to me. I miss her so...