I understand how difficult it is for you. I keep telling my pdoc and T that I just want to be the me I use to be.

The never ending pain goes on and on. My son would say "is it worse or worser". Well that is how I feel now. There aren't any good days only worse and worser.

Living is such and effort. No smiles, only tears. What are we suppose to do? When will all the pain and emptiness end?

My heart goes out to you. I have no answers but I'm willing to listen.