I haven’t really slept for two days. I thought I was prepared to say goodbye but I wasn’t. Its been so much harder than I ever expected. I can’t breathe just thinking about how I’ll never get to hold him again and feel how warm and soft he was. He was always my comfort when I felt this heartbroken and now he’s gone and I feel empty.
I don’t think writers realize that “strong female character” means “well written female character” and not “female character who punches stuff and shoots stuff”