long gone day

I am the artist known as evilpizza.

Hey there. I'm Richard, age 25. Call me Rich, Rick, but only a select few can call me Dick. I like all sorts of shit. Huge Alice in Chains fan, just in case you didn't know. I'm a pretty cool guy (or so I've been told). I live in a little town called Port Orchard in Washington State. What else to say...I have no freakin' clue.

My grandma is in a nursing home now after falling, breaking her pelvis and cracking a couple of ribs. My half-sister delayed the inevitable for far too long, even though most of the family agreed long ago that it would be best for her to have around-the-clock care. 

Things between my sister and I turned to shit since that time. I shouldn’t be terrified of going and visiting my grandma because of her. Yet, I am. Last time I was in her and her boyfriend’s presence, I almost got decked for being a “bum.” I’ve seen my grandma only two or three times since that day, because I don’t know who’s going to be there and what to expect if there is. 

I’ve got to suck it up. I’ve got to step up to a higher level than they are. I shouldn’t let anyone intimidate me like this. I can’t let them, I can’t.