I lost my big sisters in March 4th of 2026. Since then I don't like being alone. I hate horror movies. I used to love horror movies. I don't want nothing to do with any kind of death in any kind of movies. I hate the holidays as they come turning around. I hate Christmas. I don't wanna see Christmas come. I don't wanna see Halloween and I used to love Halloween. I hate living alone and I used to love living alone. It's just so different. I lost my baby brother 12 months ago. But it wasn't like the same as my big sister. I wasn't close to my little brother like I am my big sister. I just want to know when it will stop hurting. When will I stop grieving every time? I'm alone when she first died. I had somebody around me. 24/7 I got my grandson to stay with me two weeks and my granddaughter stayed with me two weeks. It's been months now, and now I'm here by myself, and I just hate it, does anybody else feel the same way??
