I've posted about my Grandma on here before. But recently, I started counseling. And when we began to talk about my Grandma... I broke down, and found it hard to speak. He wants me to talk about her, to talk about memories. But it hurts so much. I still miss her each and every day. And I can't get over it. It was almost 13 years ago that she died, I was only 5, about to turn 6. She was a big part of my life back then. My dad worked a lot, so she would always babysit me. Sometimes I just break down and cry, thinking about her makes me cry. I dunno what to do with myself. Just writing this now, I'm crying my eyes out.