today marks 2 years since i lost my brother to depression, he was 29 at the time and i was only 18. i had no idea how much pain grief could give me, and how two full years later it would still hurt the same as it did when i found out. i’m in therapy and slowly going on with life, as i started studying last year. but days like today, the “two years since That Day”, make me realise how many beautiful things he has missed. oh how i wish i could tell him everything❤️

Posted by francis at 2022-06-20 14:59:21 UTC