Irony

Funny how the word, funeral, has fun with in it.
It's the quite clearly the opposite.

I don't really know how I feel. I can't tell if I'm hurting or not. Sometimes I'm sad but other times I'm numb. No thoughts, no actions, pure nothingness. I just blank. Sometimes I distract myself so much that I'm capable of forgetting, but the amount of work it takes to achieve that is too much of a strain. So I'm either upset, exhausted from trying to not be upset, or I'm nothing. Great situation to be aye? But in a sense, I'm blessed.
I have an amazing support network of friends, my school and teachers understand what I'm going through and someone is always making sure that I'm alright.
I suppose it will get better with time and one day, I'll naturally be able to cope. Until then, only time will tell.