[grief.]

I've contacted a private investigator based in Queens.

I cry close to every day. I cry for her. I cry for her mother. I cry for our friends. I just want a grave to visit. He's the best in the country and specializes in missing person cases. I've been able to do my own extensive research, but I hit a block in the road months ago. I'm going to sell my stocks on Monday and get the money, even if it comes at a loss.

I'll lose a few thousand but this is so much more important to me.

I said I'd find her and I don't fail my friends and I don't drop promises.

/hugs you so much

on the upside of selling at a loss - you can lower your taxable income due to that and get a hopefully larger refund next spring

you're a wonderful person, biz.

At this point, I'm a little selfish. I'm skipping out on paying my mother back some $600 after she covered Vivian's tooth removal. There's probably better ways to honor a memory, but there's a new trend on TikTok that keeps absolutely fucking with my heart and head and I'm still seeing anti-vax/anti-mask people saying her death was a statistical anomaly.

A Very Muppet Les Miserables

Now I'm crying

He's going to do it for a flat fee of $600. This is much lower than I anticipated considering he's... literally the best. We're going to have a place to visit.

wo ai ni ★ : I know you've wanted this, too. I promised, Emme.

yeah predictably mom was a fucking judgemental asshole about the cost

she's a judgemental asshole about most things so whatever