7 years....

Seven years. Its so weird. I don't feel much. I guess crying on Marble for over an hour on Sunday drained me of the necessary emotion to feel much on today. Dad's dead, mom's a drunk who dates an evil son of a bitch, and me and leah are caught in a crossfire. Only difference between this anniversary and the past 6 is that I'm finally on my own, free and in college. I still miss him, but I love him still. I was happy today, I should be happy today, celebrate the good times instead of be sad. Its okay...Its all going to be okay.