Angst Life

Angst Life

When I was in second grade, my best friend since kindergarten, a boy, was taken from me. I lost him to brain cancer and that hit me hard and in multiple ways. I didn't just lose him, I lost...I don't know how to put it into words...but

 After he died, I didn’t want to receive anything. I’d always think Why are you [mainly parents] wasting money on me? I could die soon and these materials would be wasted.

His death also made me an angsty person. I’d think of the worst things that could happen in any situation, anything that would make me cry.

As well, any plot in stories/movies regarding friendship would make me cry, probably because some of the plots would have friends ending their friendship for some juvenile reason and I’d think how sad it would be if one friend died and how the former friend would feel knowing they didn’t reconcile their feelings.