I watched my grandpa die on September 27 2012 at approximately 11:45am, yet I haven't started grieving. I have completely shut it off. This also means that in turn, I haven't grieved for the loss of my baby on the 7th of April 2014 at approximately 3:30am. My little angel who would have been 1 this year. I haven't grieved for my beautiful little dog Cadbury who was my fur baby that I had to put down or my other fur baby lily who is in a new an loving home. I haven't grieved for my grandmother who passed on the 2nd of December 2014 at 2:30am an I haven't grieved for the loss of my physical health that has ment I'm physically unable to work, an most days even function on any level.
The thing is, it's all starting to bubble to the surface an I can't seem to be able to push it down. I haven't cried since the 26th September 2012.
I'm not ready to accept any of this as my reality. I'm not ready to let go
