I feel like a walking bag of bones. I can't eat. I can't sleep. I feel like a shadow. I know some people care but I feel like nobody in my family understands me. Not even friends for that matter. Grief is hard enough but when you feel you are going through it alone, even though I have a great family, It is such a deep deep hole.
I feel like I am down but I don't want a mercy execution.....I want to pick myself up and fight my way back to some kind of normalcy.
I have 2 BEAUTIFUL teenage daughters that need their mama.
I have a wonderful man that needs his wife.
I have a mother that needs me, her baby girl.
I have a job to get back to.
I still have a life but I don't know what to do without my daddy right next door.
I have spent 3 years revolving my life around my daddy because he was so sick.
I have lost so much weight that I am more self conscious and worried that people think I am dying or on crack(never even considered drugs although I do enjoy my herb)
I was a heavy 170 pounds when I got married. 17 years later, I am down to 117. I was 120 a week ago.....