I Am SUCH An Idiot

I don't know if it's because I chose to send the email about the photos I posted of me and my dad during his last days to my flickr page, or if it's because I actually posted them. But I did, and now I feel...ashamed, embarrassed, horrible, and even more excluded from my family than before. Everyone grieves differently...

Though that was not apparently a good enough reason for my little sister, who called me to give me a verbal beating for publishing all of the photos that I did: ["you think that putting pictures of the sores on Dad's feet on the Internet was okay? That's so disrespectful to him and to our family...to the way he lived..."]. Apparently it isn't, in the world of being Twenty-Three And Right About Everything. It's funny, that's the same thing she accused me of when I was 23.

So consider me shamed, my head hung, my attempt to participate in the family grieving process cut short. And thanks so much Em, your subjectivity has been noted and filed for future reference.