happy... death?
is there such thing?
when the people you will leave behind will all be broken-hearted and never will they be the same again...
when the shattered pieces could no longer make them whole again, can you still say that happy death does exist...
the idea of people leaving behind, especially my loved ones, is killing me. it's breaking every part of me. it would always leave me thinking why i need to exist.
it's not easy. and i don't like nanay telling me about being prepared or something like that. how can one be prepared? tell me. :(
yom... help me see the bigger picture. i am scared. i don't even know how to survive.
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