This year I am really trying not to think about my dad’s death but I can’t help it. I just can’t believe of all days he had to die on Valentine’s day. And for some fucked up reason it’s hitting me really hard this year. I can’t even think straight, I’ve just been thinking about him all day and trying not to fall apart. I wish I had someone this year not because I hate being single on this day (I don’t) but just so I have someone to hold on to.