…and I still cry sometimes. They say aspies tend to form more of an attachment to animals or objects than to other humans. I loved Snags more than most people think. I cried more over him than when either of my grandparents passed. That doesn’t make me a bad person, mind you. I’m an aspie; my brain works differently. It’s not that I didn’t love my grandparents, or mourn their losses, or cry at their funerals. Snags was just something different to me. I guess maybe it would be a bit like losing a child.
I visit his little grave every single day. I’m not used to his absence in the house. It hurts. No one notices, because I hide my emotions well. I don’t really know what to do with them anyway. That “disconnect.” The overload is gone now, but the pain is always there, in the back of my mind. I miss that little guy to pieces…
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