My step-grandma (Jan) and my step-aunt (Trish) were killed yesterday.

Jan went to visit Trish and go out to lunch and romp around, etc. etc. Trish's roommates, a guy and his girlfriend, were fighting. When Jan and Trish got back and the guy had kicked out his girlfriend. Shortly after, the girlfriend came back with a gun. Trish was shot, then Jan was shot. Jan called 911. Trish died at the scene and Jan died in the helicopter on the way to the hospital. -> arentprofile=-1" All of what's been reported so far.


What's really shitty, is that my grandpa didn't find out until he watched it on the news. Don't you think that once someone got to the scene, they'd fucking call him?


What's even shittier, is that I feel extremely guilty for not liking my step-grandma much. She was so nasty with people and she was extremely critical about everyone and everything that wasn't about her or her BLOOD relatives. Sure, I loved her, but it was hard to get close to her as even an extended family member. Always interrogating and always rude.

My mom told me at 3 am. I instantly started to cry because of all this guilt that just rushed into my heart. I feel so incredibly awful. I hate how I have the ability to dislike people. I want to appreciate everyone, all the time.


I feel very shitty. I can't think of myself as a decent person anymore.