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rest in peace sidhu moose wala. reference I was… I am… I… I’m angry. I’m mad at my cousin. I sent a text to a group chat asking if I could speak at my grandpa’s funeral. I sent it this morning. Maybe yesterday evening. She said that I should go up with my Dad when he goes to speak. She just sent that at 7:30pm or so. I took it as she didn’t want me to speak. I don’t think that’s what she meant. I think she has her timing down for her speech and my ask might have messed with her timing. I think she meant that I can speak just not at the same time she is going up with my other two cousins. That makes sense to me; and to be honest I brought up the idea of talking pretty late in the game. I think I’m sensitive to it because I’m sensitive and I think it’s fine. I think I am overreacting. Got heated. I took it as she didn’t want me to speak and that’s not what it was. Breath in. Breath out. It’s all good. It is allllllll gooooood. It made me want to fight. To snap back something snarky. And…

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