My great grandmother finally died Last night after being sick with untreatable cancer for... A few months. During which I only saw her twice.
Now she's gone and I don't really feel anything. Except anger for her children who instead of taking care of her were too busy with their own vices and destroying the one man who was trying to care for her, their father.
I'm not sad she passed, its the opposite.
I'm tired and irritated, and funeral arrangements are probably going to happen soon... I don't want to do any of this.
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