I'm obviously still depressed, and when I'm depressed, sometimes my characters also suffer; I hate it, but I don't know how else to express myself.
Yesterday was the service where we said our final goodbyes to my mom, and even though I know I have to accept what happened, I haven't gotten any better; going through 2 human losses and 3 pet losses has really messed me up. All I can do is move on, and pretend that I'm happy, and everything is fine, but it will never be the same. Ultimately, I'm starting to believe that I've officially lost what very little was left of my sanity, because I began seeing and hearing things, and I can't tell if it's just some kind of vision, or I'm actually mentally declining, but my lord, I need a therapist badly.