Today was the day.

Gpa’s funeral.

I’m {still} drained. Maybe because I have yet to break.

Not that I’m wanting to break but that I almost feel it’s necessary … I’ve felt it coming on a few times, but suppressed it.

Because the time for that is not when one is in the middle of a speech.

I know, I can hardly believe it myself — me! Standing up and speaking. More on that later.

For now, I am ready to be alone. Alright, so not entirely alone.

I’ve got the BF and all I want to do is fall asleep next to him.