So, I didn't really talk about it but I lost my great aunt a couple months ago. I wasn't especially close to her, but I loved her dearly.

This morning about 30 minutes before I had to leave for work, my friend texts me and tells me that the woman I considered to be a second mother has had a heart attack and passed away. I really don't know how to handle it. I feel like crying and tearing my hair out. Catherine has been really gentle and sweet with me, but I'm so scared that I'm going to flip out at her any second now. I don't know what to do anymore and it feels like the pain just won't stop.

I don't know what to do and it feels like it's never going to stop. I'm scared to stay close to anyone because every time I get close, someone dies. First Richard, then Aunt Helen, and now Cindy. Even my great grandparents didn't die until I saw them for the last time. I'm beginning to think more and more that I'm a curse on everything sweet and good.

I know this sounds insane, but I just don't know what else to think. She wasn't especially healthy, but she was way too young for a heart attack...