Reality is that my life came crashing down. I lost my job, I lost my mind. I lost my dad. I love everything. Drowning in pill packets for something to make it better. But along the way I’ve met some beautiful people who have held me up the last few months. I’ve always wanted to be transparent but I’ve struggled with my communication for some time. I hope this makes sense but here’s some photos from the last few weeks.
Reality is that my life came crashing down. I lost my job, I lost my mind. I lost my dad. I love everything. Drowning in pill packets for something to make it better. But along the way I’ve met some beautiful people who have held me up the last few months. I’ve always wanted to be transparent but I’ve struggled with my communication for some time. I hope this makes sense but here’s some photos from the last few weeks.
Reality is that my life came crashing down. I lost my job, I lost my mind. I lost my dad. I love everything. Drowning in pill packets for something to make it better. But along the way I’ve met some beautiful people who have held me up the last few months. I’ve always wanted to be transparent but I’ve struggled with my communication for some time. I hope this makes sense but here’s some photos from the last few weeks.
Reality is that my life came crashing down. I lost my job, I lost my mind. I lost my dad. I love everything. Drowning in pill packets for something to make it better. But along the way I’ve met some beautiful people who have held me up the last few months. I’ve always wanted to be transparent but I’ve struggled with my communication for some time. I hope this makes sense but here’s some photos from the last few weeks.
Reality is that my life came crashing down. I lost my job, I lost my mind. I lost my dad. I love everything. Drowning in pill packets for something to make it better. But along the way I’ve met some beautiful people who have held me up the last few months. I’ve always wanted to be transparent but I’ve struggled with my communication for some time. I hope this makes sense but here’s some photos from the last few weeks.
Reality is that my life came crashing down. I lost my job, I lost my mind. I lost my dad. I love everything. Drowning in pill packets for something to make it better. But along the way I’ve met some beautiful people who have held me up the last few months. I’ve always wanted to be transparent but I’ve struggled with my communication for some time. I hope this makes sense but here’s some photos from the last few weeks.
Reality is that my life came crashing down. I lost my job, I lost my mind. I lost my dad. I love everything. Drowning in pill packets for something to make it better. But along the way I’ve met some beautiful people who have held me up the last few months. I’ve always wanted to be transparent but I’ve struggled with my communication for some time. I hope this makes sense but here’s some photos from the last few weeks.
Reality is that my life came crashing down. I lost my job, I lost my mind. I lost my dad. I love everything. Drowning in pill packets for something to make it better. But along the way I’ve met some beautiful people who have held me up the last few months. I’ve always wanted to be transparent but I’ve struggled with my communication for some time. I hope this makes sense but here’s some photos from the last few weeks.
Mood
@urbanic.official launch party 🥳
That’s my dad holding me as a baby while my sister does his lipstick 🤣
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A year has passed. I feel pretty stupid for thinking oh God, here we go, Dad droning on over the phone and I have no idea what he’s on about. Maybe I was shutting down at the time because that was to be our last conversation. The last time I’d hear his voice outside of my own head. Honestly it doesn’t feel real, and it feels so pointless, this loss. No point in trying to understand why. I find no comfort in a church, mosque, temple, or even honestly in the words of others. Of course I’m not alone, nobody is, everyone will experience it in their own way at some point. It’s just always there, when they are no longer. And that’s that. My Dad, from what I understood always loved life a lot more that me. He brought more joy and class that I process. He was a star. Truly. I don’t think it would be possible to miss him anymore. May he rest in eternal peace, forevermore.
A year has passed. I feel pretty stupid for thinking oh God, here we go, Dad droning on over the phone and I have no idea what he’s on about. Maybe I was shutting down at the time because that was to be our last conversation. The last time I’d hear his voice outside of my own head. Honestly it doesn’t feel real, and it feels so pointless, this loss. No point in trying to understand why. I find no comfort in a church, mosque, temple, or even honestly in the words of others. Of course I’m not alone, nobody is, everyone will experience it in their own way at some point. It’s just always there, when they are no longer. And that’s that. My Dad, from what I understood always loved life a lot more that me. He brought more joy and class that I process. He was a star. Truly. I don’t think it would be possible to miss him anymore. May he rest in eternal peace, forevermore.
A year has passed. I feel pretty stupid for thinking oh God, here we go, Dad droning on over the phone and I have no idea what he’s on about. Maybe I was shutting down at the time because that was to be our last conversation. The last time I’d hear his voice outside of my own head. Honestly it doesn’t feel real, and it feels so pointless, this loss. No point in trying to understand why. I find no comfort in a church, mosque, temple, or even honestly in the words of others. Of course I’m not alone, nobody is, everyone will experience it in their own way at some point. It’s just always there, when they are no longer. And that’s that. My Dad, from what I understood always loved life a lot more that me. He brought more joy and class that I process. He was a star. Truly. I don’t think it would be possible to miss him anymore. May he rest in eternal peace, forevermore.
A year has passed. I feel pretty stupid for thinking oh God, here we go, Dad droning on over the phone and I have no idea what he’s on about. Maybe I was shutting down at the time because that was to be our last conversation. The last time I’d hear his voice outside of my own head. Honestly it doesn’t feel real, and it feels so pointless, this loss. No point in trying to understand why. I find no comfort in a church, mosque, temple, or even honestly in the words of others. Of course I’m not alone, nobody is, everyone will experience it in their own way at some point. It’s just always there, when they are no longer. And that’s that. My Dad, from what I understood always loved life a lot more that me. He brought more joy and class that I process. He was a star. Truly. I don’t think it would be possible to miss him anymore. May he rest in eternal peace, forevermore.
