my mom died a week ago - last sunday. my mom struggled with addiction for nearly her entire life - at the end she had been given heroin that was laced. probably fentanyl. i'd been doing well, trying to keep myself occupied, talk to friends, etc. yesterday i broke my phone and i haven't been able to talk to anyone except over instagram dms on desktop. when i woke up today - it all hit me like a fucking brick and i just started breaking down. i woke up at 1:30pm and cried while i took a shower. now i still have friends and family who love me, and i'm so grateful for that, but i realized that i now have no one who prioritizes me. i have no one who would put my needs above anything else, and it is the loneliest fucking feeling in the world. i have no idea how life goes on right now.