“My world felt like it ended the day my dad died. In a way, I think it did. The world as I knew it, at least. I had to let go of a future I’d dreamed of, one where my dad was by my side through it all, like he’d always been. But life went on for everyone else, and that pissed me off. Made me more bitter than I could ever put into words. It felt like the biggest insult, like nobody could understand how special my dad was to me, and they didn’t understand why I couldn’t just … move on. Not on their timeline. But nobody wanted to hear that when they asked me if I was okay. And if I told them
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