1/30/26
Today mark 2 years since my father has passed away...I feel a little sad. Last year I did take the day off but not this year, I am working today. I can't help but remember that Tuesday morning when I got the call that my dad is gone, it felt like a dream I could not wake up from. I felt like I was living someone else's life that day, I didn't cry until I cam home after the meeting because we had C.o Visit that week. I cried for hours, screamed and I was basically hysterical. After that I didn't cry for weeks, maybe months... I just couldn't cry and I felt guilty because why couldn't I cry? I felt like a monster, like the worse daughter in the world...I was numb.. I couldn't feel anything. I explored that with my therapist at the time, mostly he just let me talk but he didn't give me any feedback or anything that's why I did let him go because anyone can hear me talk...I needed a psychology perspective or evaluation and I didn't get that. I am skeptical now about therapy but once I find a good therapist like the one I had in 2019 after my cousin died I will stick with that therapist. I don't feel like I need one right now but at times when life gets hard, I spiral and I have really scary thoughts it would be good to be evaluated during those times. But I do have a support system, I have people I can call at 2am and I know they will pick up if they see my call. I have amazing people in my life they're not a lot but 2 is better than none. I don't call my mom when I am having a depressive episode because she panics and gets very concerned. I don't like making my mom sad, she the best human in the world I want her to stay happy forever...
I do miss my dad, I still replay the last voicemail he left for me. In it he said he loved me and he asked me to take him to get a haircut. He's so gentle and cute...when I see his favorite toothpaste, the bread that he likes, or green grapes I always think of him. When I drive to the places I used to take him I get sooo sad (I don't go to New York or Certain parts in my city because of him. I just can't do it yet. He used to live in new York) I only have one parent and she's not even with me. Oh Jehovah give me more time to spend with my mom I love her so much, if she ever leave me I will be suicidal.