Today is march 3, 2012, which means that it has been two years since my dad died. the rest of my family doesnt even remember today, but why do i? why do i remember every little detail that happened this day 2yrs ago? why can't i just accept that he is gone? i know i miss him and i really try not to let it bum me out sometimes, but i was close with my dad and i was only 16 when he died and i was in 2 depressions since his death, i really dont want a third.no im not on any anti-depressants, i just had 1-2 friends help me through it. but still why cant i move on?