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A very dear friend of mine just died a few days ago. He was from a nuclear family so I fear that the family will break apart. They may be very religuious which taints my tastes often, but they're probably the best people I've ever met. I was informed today, it felt like a piece of my soul died when I heard the words. My mother and I drove all the way to the house for reunion and stuff and I got a chance to see one of my best friends from my old school.

Now, my mother is accusing me of being igorant for "not fully embracing death," bullshit. Apparantly she thinks bawlin her ass off for 20 hours is "fully embracing death." I feel dissillusioned and angry. Has anyone here felt the same way before?