[to gathered family
First of all I didn't loose Riva, she died. Pain? For months I couldn't get a full breath. Like I had no lungs. It's grief. And it's most potent. But I didn't grieve because of the loss of hope. I grieved because we loved. We loved. We weren't fools. We knew somebody had to go first. But if you love, you got no choice. And it was worth it. Oh, was it worth it.
So you have like a growth in your head or something that makes you such a whack job?