A few days ago I learned that my grandma’s condition got worse. Ya’ll probably don’t about this because I’ve been trying to pretend it wasn’t happening…I grew up my whole life with her in my life and when I learned that she had a tumor in her brain, I completely brushed it off and tried to act like nothing was wrong. I distanced myself even more, and a few days ago I learned that instead of getting better like she was last month, that singular tumor grew and now she has over 7, and can no longer remember new memories.
I haven’t cried once in front of my family, but here it is 4:13 AM and I’m sobbing quietly before I have to prepare and go see my grandma, who can hardly talk and move on her own…
I feel lost…angry and sad. I don’t know how I’m supposed to process losing someone I’ve known my entire life…