It's normal. . . I think. I mean, it feels normal. We're in a weird place and nothing really makes sense even at the best of times. We don't even know what happens when someone does go home or even if they really do. We just know they're gone.
And it's scary. You think you can prepare for it, prep yourself for the reality, but it's still scary. It doesn't get better. Not even for me and it's supposed to be easy for me because I'm a spirit. That's just how it works for us because we're supposed to be forgotten and left behind. But. . . It's doesn't. It doesn't make it better or easier, but I try to say that it does because maybe if I keep saying it then it'll be true.
Even if you think you're ready for it, you're not.
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And it's scary. You think you can prepare for it, prep yourself for the reality, but it's still scary. It doesn't get better. Not even for me and it's supposed to be easy for me because I'm a spirit. That's just how it works for us because we're supposed to be forgotten and left behind. But. . . It's doesn't. It doesn't make it better or easier, but I try to say that it does because maybe if I keep saying it then it'll be true.
Even if you think you're ready for it, you're not.