There is an interesting side effect from living on the opposite
side of the planet from most of your family. It’s when family members die, you
don’t instantly feel grief, you get pissed off. It’s a strange coping mechanism
or maybe it’s just human nature. You see when you live on the opposite side of
the planet you don’t find out about deaths in a normal nature, you find our on
social media. And then you get mad, really fucking mad.
My Aunt Joan died a couple of days ago, she’s one of the
only people on my mom’s biological side of the family I actually liked. I spent
summers there, she held the family Christmas party every year. She was one the
only good people on that side of the family. And as you can guess I found out
she died on fucking Facebook. Got to love family, right.
Anyways I am on holiday this week, and I am sober, so I need
to go fix that. As always stay and play safe.
Love,
The Honest Bitch
xoxo
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