Just spent hours dealing with things I really wish I didn't have to deal with while pretending to be far stronger than I am for people who obviously needed some leadership in a crisis.
Rip to a real worker. Rip to a man who worked non stop to ridiculous effort his whole life and had it all stolen by parasites. Rip to someone whose politics FINALLY came around to my side during the final weeks of his life when he realised he didn't give a shit about any of the work and wish he'd spent more time on other things. Rip to a would-be marxist who simply never had the time, energy or theory to become one.
Good night dad. You went out peacefully at home like you wanted at least.
EDIT: I fucking love you all and he would have too.
I lost my dad last year, and even though I didn't have a close relationship with him it was still a very hard and weird time. It's an odd sort of void that opens up that threatens to consume what it can. Like comrade ScreamoBMO said, take some time. Let it out and you'll find your footing when it's time.
It may sound weird but what helped me was watching some good ol Bojack Horseman. It' the kind of show that makes you feel okay for feeling shitty sometimes. All the hugs, Awoo.
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I can't be consumed by the void until we've won.