Scratch. I'm sad. My grandma is refusing to eat and she probably has less than a week to live. I mean, I know it's for the best, she has dementia and is in pain, but it's still depressing. I feel sad for my mom and my aunts. I feel sad that I haven't visited her more. I feel sad that when I don't want to deal with things I ignore them. And I feel sad that her nursing home is kinda lame.