Here's the thing, I can be having the most fun ever and he will roll his eyes and tell me "you're annoying." I have total fun with him. He doesn't have fun with me. Then if I'm not having fun or smiling or laughing he says I don't like being around him and I'm a zombie. So it is the rock and hard place. I am nothing but a genuine person. But I know I have "zombie face" sometimes.

I was 13 when my mom died, and before that I lived my life knowing that her death was coming. For the first few years it was too much for me to handle and I didn't respond. It wasn't until one day at 15 I was watching t.v. and a show she used to watch came on. It was like someone opened a door in my head. I've always struggled with her death. I'm not in full on grief anymore, I don't lock up or hide or anything. It's just like having a small wound that drips blood and doesn't fully heal.