My husband was murdered in front of me four yrs ago. I will never get over it. As angry as I am for what happended to him, I'm just as angry that I lived. I have youung adult kids and feel obligated to stay here because my family and husbandfamily are ****** wth tem, so I feel I must stay to loook t for thm, which leaves me feeing bitter. I want tto die. Every day I want todie. No matter ow much I try not to think that w I still do.,''''