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This story really hits home with me, Cirrus' situation is so similar to what I went through when my mum died when I was 11. My dad got a new girlfriend only 3-4 months after. It was really rough for me, my mum was my best friend, I was her twin and when she died I felt this unbearable loneliness that everyone else around me was already moving on and it had only been such a short period of time. My brother was the only person who I felt could recognise how I was feeling, and I know he misses her just as much, but when my mum was alive we were always together, so I've always felt I was lonelier than my brother. I had friends at school but I felt like they stuck around out of pity because I got really strange around that time. My dad and I argued every day for hours straight, we just ended up lashing out at eachother all the time. And soon all my mum's stuff was being filtered out. Now 7 years have passed and we're moving, and it's the house ive lived in since I was 2, so 16 years I've lived here, my mum died in this house. And like cirrus and candy, I have my own dog who I love to bits, I don't know what I'd do without him and whenever I feel like there's something that could be wrong with him I ball my eyes out and beg my dad to get someone to look at it. Life is a lot better now and I warmed up to my dad's girlfriend when I was about 14-15 and I have a lot more friends, and I look a lot better. I'm happy now, and this is a bit of a rant and a yap so I don't expect someone to read all this, I just never really talk about it, and it's nice to see a character in the media who went through the same thing