(April 19, 2014 at 4:33 pm)NoraBrimstone Wrote: That horrible empty feeling like something has been ripped out of your chest, however, doesn't go away. Ever. You just get used to it being there, and accept that the pain will sometimes hit you full-force either in reaction to a memory, or just seemingly at random. That's life.
Well, I actually don't quite feel that way about this, which scares me in some ways. It leads me to even deeper existensialistic pains, if you know what I mean. I would probably feel that way if my mother died, however. And she will, which is even more scary.
