I am so full of a litany of emotions lately. I have no idea how I am supposed to feel. What were those 5 stages of grief House gave to Cameron? (not that I relate to Cameron at all but I kind of did then.) I think I am somewhere between anger and depression. IDK.
I feel lonely and isolated and filled with regret. No one seems to be talking to me, it seems. I don’t know if it is because people do not know what to say to me, or feel that I made a mistake in not going back home for the funeral, that I am a bad daughter/sister/friend/anything under the sun.
I don’t know if I making the right decisions anymore. I don’t know anything anymore.
I don’t even know how I’m supposed feel anymore. I didn’t expect to feel so empty.