So my grandmother just died and i'm totally depressed because she was really there for me... i know most of you are probably going to laugh and say all these things like saying how fake i am, but i'm dead ass serious, like i'm on the edge to drilling somebodies ****ing head into a wall. she was the only person who really cared about me, she helped me when my dad and mother had a divorce petition against my father. or how somebody threatened to rape me when i was walking to her house, or how i started cutting my wrist because all the stress in school and my bullying. she would always be there to help me even if i wasn't sad or angry, i recently found out last year she had breast cancer which made me cry a little during family times, but then this morning i get a call from the hospital saying my name and the doctor was telling me how my grandmother lived a great life, and i threw my phone across the room and broke down in tear's, she literally the only person who cared about me during my hard times.