I want to be cremated and forgotten like I was never born. Life goes on. My cousin will keep raising her baby daughter and I will only be a memory. My grandmother, mother and brother will keep living. Grief doesn’t last forever.
My family had hopes when I was a baby, I had a promising future. Then the illness took over and I grew into a monster. No matter how much working out I do to control my mood, it’s not enough to stop this aching emptiness in my chest and emotional pain.
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The Marsh Hare will never forget you, friend. You make the best Earl Grey.
Some of the eulogies I have heard lately are so generic that it could have been anybody.
Don’t worry they would even if you DID want to
I want to be cremated and forgotten like I was never born. Life goes on. My cousin will keep raising her baby daughter and I will only be a memory. My grandmother, mother and brother will keep living. Grief doesn’t last forever.
My family had hopes when I was a baby, I had a promising future. Then the illness took over and I grew into a monster. No matter how much working out I do to control my mood, it’s not enough to stop this aching emptiness in my chest and emotional pain.
You don’t exist as far as they are concerned. 🙂
I think my family will be sad for a while, then relieved that I’m gone