it’s been 9 months since it happened. i hate fp deaths. they’re so much worse because you can’t build the same type of bond with family and friends that you can with fps. you spend the most of your time with them. it’s special. it’s a piece of you. when you lose that piece, there aren’t any others that can replace that missing slot within your soul. so you’re just walking throughout your life, with that piece of you missing. and you have to somehow cope with that.