so this is the first drawing in a while that's me
and i actually had the courage to post this
May 1st was the day my uncle was born. He was the youngest out of his siblings, unfortunately February 14, 2010 he committed suicide. Possibly one of the worst days to do it. I was in elementary school probably having a great valentines day, and then i came home and i was told what happened, of course not that he committed suicide i had to figure it out myself. People say when your younger and someone dies it's easier to forget, it's not. I remember that day clearly. Unless you've experienced it, You cant even imagine how much that kills a little girl on the inside. Ever since, I've HATED valentines day, and when i tell people i hate it they usually think of me being self centered or just a bitch because i'm single and they think that's why i hate it, but i never have the guts to tell them why i do really hate it. I wear a bracelet every day that reminds me of him. I've never taken it off for 4 years and counting. I even keep it on when my gym teacher yells at me to take it off. He died when i was 9 and i can't forget my reaction at first. I don't mean to sadden your day or anything but i just wanted to post this.
remember how i said i'm writing a song
it's for him
once again sorry to sadden your day