I am 21 years old and I lost my husband in a freak accident, I am having trouble accepting it, I miss him so much.
Lost my ta-ta when I was 8 years old. He was shot and killed in our living room. No one knew I was hiding behind the couch, I heard and saw it all. Never been the same since.
Losing my grandad changed my whole family dynamic. Nothing has ever been the same since. It hurts me everytime I think about him. I wish it had been someone else that had been...
My brother died a little over a week ago... Memorial is tomorrow.
Numb, cold, sad.
I Feel like there is a gaping hole in my chest and every bit of energy is dripping out.