on new years eve i went to my cousins house. she is the mother of my cousin who committed suicide 5 years ago. his portrait was on the wall and it hit me so hard to see it. i was trying not to be an emotional wreck that evening becuase i was last year. but then my cousin comes and kisses the portrait and then hugs me. of course u know what happened after that, the flood of tears i had been holding back all night just started to flow down my cheeks. and there were others who didnt know how close my cousin and i were so they were staring like "whats wrong with her" and my cousin was nice enough to explain how close her son and i were. but anyway just wanted to share.