My feelings are all over the place. I’m mad, annoyed, happy, jealous, and then I’ll be balling my eyes out. All in a span of a few minutes. I don’t think I’ve ever felt such anger and hatred. It’s the little things that set me off and make me want to punch someone’s light out. It’s all the little things that remind me of my brother and make me curl into the fetal position on a piece of furniture.

I don’t know if this is part of grieving but I foresee these feelings getting me into a bit of trouble in the near future. I’ve already lost it on a few people.