Well I am bummed and needed to vent so I thought. I will blog about it. Ha Ha. I had to go to a viewing for my good friends grandpa yesterday and it has made me think about
alot of things. First off I had a heart sick feeling knowing one of my best friends just lost someone that was very close to her. It was hard to see and her mother crying.
I'm not going to lie I cried with them. I cried because I love their family dearly they have always been good to me and because it was a remake of my family from three years ago. Three years
ago I lost my Grandpa Max. He was head strong and proud. He
literally started with nothing and worked his way to the top of life. My grandpa loved his kids they where his world. Then us
grand kids came along and where became his world also. There where only five of us but he never missed a basketball game or baseball game or cheer or anything we had going he was there. He wasn't born into money he worked
alot for his money and yet he gave every dime away to his kids or
grand kids. It makes me sad to think I didn't realize how much he was there for all of us. I did but I didn't realize how rare in most occasions that is. Both of my sets of grandparents are very involved with me and my cousins. My grandpa wasn't an emotional type that just wasn't him but we all knew he loved us. It was so hard to loose him at such a young age. 62 is way to young. I totally think to this day it is not fair. We all still needed him down here. It was hard enough to loose him but because he was such a foundation to our family we
absolutely fell apart. I had the best family anyone could ask for we where always camping together or supporting each other all the time. I thought nothing would come in-between us. Well I was wrong. When grandpa died none of us knew how to handle it at all. Some worse then others and all I kept thinking to myself is if grandpa was here he would have kicked our butts. Things are better now I still love my family but the scars still remain. The fact that it all happened some of the things that where said I still replay in my mind. I know they
say god only gives you what you can handle but I think he
entirley must have overestimated me. I have fallen apart and can only half way get myself back together until I fall again. I look at myself now and I am ashamed. I was the girl who was getting her associates in
high school while doing cheer,
bball, and
vball. I had the cute boyfriend and great friends. I was always bubbly and always doing something fun. I had a great life. I had a great
family. It just makes me mad that I can't be that girl again. I use to have such pride and I use to love life. Now I work to hide everything. I don't want
to go to school because I am afraid I might not do well. Its funny I am there for anyone I would never let one of my family or
friends fall
thats not me, but yet I have been falling for three years and don't do anything. Yes I have had some rough times but I always thought I was strong enough to make it through.I have let myself get scared emotionally, physically, and mentally. I always thought that people got what they deserved well I am sure I have never hurt anyone I am proud to say that. I try not to judge anyone and I have always
looked at everyone equal. I have. I treat people as I want to be treated I guess you could say. It just seems nothing has worked out for me personally in a long time. I mean it seems like the more you are all about yourself judge or treat people who are good to you awful you get a little farther in life as weird as that sounds. I am starting to agree with the saying nice guys finish last. In this case I guess it would be nice girls finish last. I guess I am just having a bad moment and I know I am a very blessed girl and should be happy for what I do have. I know that. I am usually like that but for once I am being selfish and I am ready for something good for me. I am.