Broken Mermaid

This photo on the left is me a couple days after my birthday in 2017. M and I saw that cup and she said I needed it. M always called me her mermaid. The picture on the right is what happened when I went to pick it up today to get myself coffee. I have many mermaid things from M, but of course I cried like this was the only one. F*cking grief

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