I love my family so much and just the thought of losing them depresses me. I try not to think about it because we’re getting older but the thoughts race through my mind and I end up spoiling the mood. It’s really bad actually. I have to stop putting myself through it.

Death is inevitable and so are the emotions that come with it. I’m not saying I want to feel numb; it’s more like I’m constantly drowning in sorrow that has passed and is yet to come.