This Weighs Terribly On Me

The Story

Hello! It's a 16-year-old girl who feels overwhelmed by what happened to him. Exactly a few days before Christmas, the person I love on an equal footing with my mother died - my grandmother. This woman raised me. I did not go to kindergarten and I happily spent my childhood with her. She always tried to be good, she looked at me like a painted egg and taught me many useful things about life, taught me to be a good person. I can't describe how much I love Grandma. But good people always leave early. She had been on strong pills for years because she had two strokes and a fear neurosis, which triggered depression. However, even in bed she did not become less caring and kind. My grandfather and I are extremely good people, now I am left with only my grandfather. I am very sad about my grandmother's death. Part of me died with it. And after death, more trials followed for me. I began to get sick often and it was difficult to recover. A few days ago I had injections because of the onset of pneumonia and I was told I was on the verge of hospitalization. It was also stressful for me. We are bad with the money at the moment and we gave 120 leva for medicines within two weeks. Ours are divorced and my father pays BGN 100 alimony by giving it to me at retail and I can barely cope with food, school fees, let alone medicine. My mother doesn't work because my brother is two years old and they don't accept him anywhere in the nursery. My second father and I live, so to speak, but he is nothing to me or interested in me. All this weighs terribly on me and I cry every day. I know you can say, "Well, how can we help you," but I wrote this to pour out my grief. A few days ago I had injections because of the onset of pneumonia and I was told I was on the verge of hospitalization. It was also stressful for me. We are bad with the money at the moment and we gave 120 leva for medicines within two weeks. Ours are divorced and my father pays BGN 100 alimony by giving it to me at retail and I can barely cope with food, school fees, let alone medicine. My mother does not work because my brother is two years old and he is not accepted anywhere in the nursery. My second father and I live, so to speak, but he is nothing to me or interested in me. All this weighs terribly on me and I cry every day. I know you can say, "Well, how can we help you," but I wrote this to pour out my grief. A few days ago I had injections because of the onset of pneumonia and I was told I was on the verge of hospitalization. It was also stressful for me. We are bad with the money at the moment and we gave 120 leva for medicines within two weeks. Ours are divorced and my father pays BGN 100 alimony by giving it to me at retail and I can barely cope with food, school fees, let alone medicine. My mother does not work because my brother is two years old and he is not accepted anywhere in the nursery. My second father and I live, so to speak, but he is nothing to me or interested in me. All this weighs terribly on me and I cry every day. I know you can say, "Well, how can we help you," but I wrote this to pour out my grief. We are bad with the money at the moment and we gave 120 leva for medicines within two weeks. Ours are divorced and my father pays BGN 100 alimony by giving it to me at retail and I can barely cope with food, school fees, let alone medicine. My mother does not work because my brother is two years old and he is not accepted anywhere in the nursery. My second father and I live, so to speak, but he is nothing to me or interested in me. All this weighs terribly on me and I cry every day. I know you can say, "Well, how can we help you," but I wrote this to pour out my grief. We are bad with the money at the moment and we gave 120 leva for medicines within two weeks. Ours are divorced and my father pays BGN 100 alimony by giving it to me at retail and I can barely cope with food, school fees, let alone medicine. My mother does not work because my brother is two years old and he is not accepted anywhere in the nursery. My second father and I live, so to speak, but he is nothing to me or interested in me. All this weighs terribly on me and I cry every day. I know you can say, "Well, how can we help you," but I wrote this to pour out my grief. My second father and I live, so to speak, but he is nothing to me or interested in me. All this weighs terribly on me and I cry every day. I know you can say, "Well, how can we help you," but I wrote this to pour out my grief. My second father and I live, so to speak, but he is nothing to me or interested in me. All this weighs terribly on me and I cry every day. I know you can say, "Well, how can we help you," but I wrote this to pour out my grief.

Last Updated
August 11, 2020
Author:
lisa_the_snack

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