I've been trying really hard not to write about how difficult this summer has been, but I can't seem to find a way around it. I want to be cheerful, really I do. I’m so tired of being filled with fury and grief. I thought I knew something about grief, having lost both brothers, one as a child, the other as an adult. I thought I knew about grieving after our father left the country when I was in my twenties, after our mother chose the bottle over us time and time again. I thought I knew how to do this. I thought I had
Ruin
Ruin
Ruin
I've been trying really hard not to write about how difficult this summer has been, but I can't seem to find a way around it. I want to be cheerful, really I do. I’m so tired of being filled with fury and grief. I thought I knew something about grief, having lost both brothers, one as a child, the other as an adult. I thought I knew about grieving after our father left the country when I was in my twenties, after our mother chose the bottle over us time and time again. I thought I knew how to do this. I thought I had