When my dad died, apparently I was more outgoing and jovial at his funeral than normal. I was testing hard to keep things together because it’s amazing the amount of work goes in to making sure your surviving parent is set up properly, and I felt like I needed to be tough. I was destroyed, but I felt like it was really hard to grieve. Shit just needed to get done. I don’t know where’s this person is in life, and I find the photos gross. But I also know people didn’t approve of my behaviour. I don’t know what I’m saying here, but I just wanted to provide some perspective.
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