Dear Grandma,
Yeah... my sense of humor comes out when I'm terrified. Fun fact. The not-so-fun part is that I'm in a life or death crisis. You must be wondering what the upside to this is. Well... at least my family isn't alive to see how completely paralyzed with fear I am. Sorry, I cantrjchekdhdjskhfjrksuwbjekuddbdkehfbfnfj whoah. Calm down nerves. It's just a flashback. Yeah... now I defiantly sound crazy. Grrrr! I can do this! I'm over them! Okay, I understand if you want to throw this number away and forget about my issues. No one asked you to play superhero, and I won't blame you if you stop helping. Just knowing that there's someone else who knows what I know makes this fear a little less intense... and makes this warehouse a little less cold.
BJ🌙
Dear BJ,
It's good to keep a sense of humor in a crisis. It keeps you sane... most of the time. But you should know that I'm not going anywhere, and it's alright to get upset over the loss of your family. And no matter how shallow of a sympathy statement that sounds like, I'm following it up with a few tough questions I hope you can handle. Could you tell me how your family died (if possible) and a few more specifics like your age and what state/city you're in. Again, I'll be right here if you need me, don't feel afraid to reach out. Everyone needs a superhero sometimes.
Grandma👤
