So I said that I was going to write a lot of rants on this blog, and here's the first one. I'm not really good at expressing my feelings through talking, so when I'm upset or mad it's much easier for me to write about it. Ok.

So this is a picture of my grandparents' backyard from last December.

It's very pretty, and I've always loved it because of the many trees there, especially this really gigantic one that I marked in the picture. I don't have any better pictures of it, but it's huge, and so tall and very very beautiful and I love looking at it and the trunk is so big I can't even wrap my arms around it. It's been there forever, and it's a huge, crucial part of my grandparents' backyard. 

So imagine what I felt when I saw this today. 

I don't really know what to say because I guess maybe I shouldn't really be sad because it's not my backyard or my tree and it's not like I have a special connection to it or anything but when I saw it I just started crying because it feels so wrong and it feels like something's missing. Not just that but knowing that this pile of logs and sticks was just last week a beautiful, tall, powerful, majestic, living tree, housing dozens of animals, makes me feel so upset and dead inside.

I guess I shouldn't ever go to some like massive deforestation zone or anything if this one tree completely messed me up so much rip.

ALSO, here's what my grandma said afterwards. "There are plenty enough trees out there anyway, don't worry about this one." That's a brilliant way of making yourself feel less guilty. If everyone said that as an excuse to cut down a tree there would be no more green left in the world.