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I shouldn't have put this movie on.

I miss my mom.
I'm so upset, confused, and lost. I don't know what to do this with box anymore or this empty photo album, much like I don't know what to do with these feelings of helplessness. I'm beginning to wonder if I'm holding on to senseless hope. The hope that someday I may still use that box and take that flight to India. The hope that someday that photo album will be filled with pictures of India and many other countries... I don't even know where to start or what to do. Or if I can even help anymore. I've given up on so much already. I've given in to so much already. I'm not even sure I'm the same person. I feel so disgusting all the time.
I miss being a hero, even a flawed one.
I miss the adventure.
I miss my life.
But most of all, I miss having an Aunt May who would support and encourage me to always do what's right, even when it comes at a cost, even when no one understands. Someone who always had my back, no matter what.

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