Of Beloved and Bawling

~ Theodora Vanyar

15,040 Days Alive

94 Days till Hanukkah

77 Days Since Spock Passed Away

65 Days Since I Turned 41

0 Days Since I’ve Broken Down Crying

I miss him so fucking much. It’s not fair, it’s not fair, it’s not fucking fair. I got sixteen years with my beloved Spockeroni, but my love for him is now grief, as grief is love with nowhere to go.

I’m going to bed. Happy start of the -ber months, y’all.

Take your meds, folks.

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Published by Theodora Vanyar

Writer. Artist. Laughter addict. Queer, Jew-ish, witchy, anxiety riddled, dealing with #BipolarDisorder, and fat. Oxford Comma FOREVER! All else is icing.

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