Everything is starting to hit me. In 36hrs I will be boarding a plane so I can be reunited with my family during this time of sadness. I had been doing perfectly fine up until about 2hrs ago. Now all I want to do is cry, but I can’t. I physically can’t I’m just so tired, both mentally and emotionally.
I need to go home, I need to see my puppies, I need to hold my Madison, I need to collect my thoughts. I need to figure out what I’m going to do. Everything is starting to become blurred. I need to straighten out. Fuck. I’m so tired. I want to talk to Tommy and Jess, maybe they can shed some light on to my situation.
