Chloe Condon exactly how i feel. been over a month since i lost my 5-year-long gf in a car accident. What hurts more right now is not grief itself, but, having to explain people that shit happened, that i’m trying to stitch myself up, and that unstitching the handsewn-with-lacrimal-loctite stitches to answer questions like “oh, i’m so sorry, want to talk about it?” “how was it?” “Do you still love her?” “how are you ding?” “is it hard?” “are you okay?” instead of positive stuff like “hey, let’s drink to that time she almost killed you with a spear” or “well atleast now someone else will win at Risk.” or “Let’s go to that festival/Let’s get a burguer/let’s take a walk”. If during the walk/burguer/festival i need to talk, i will raise the sad pirate boarding flag of feels and we’ll talk.