It’s coming up to 3 months since my dad died and I still can’t accept that he has gone. I carry I heavy ness around with me on my chest making it hard to breath. At night the pain is really bad and I see him laying in the bed dying and his face. I can’t seem to picture him before, I can barely look at a picture for a few seconds before it’s too painful. I can’t look ahead anymore, all my future seems to have gone and it’s too painful to even try and think about it as he isn’t going to be in it. I hope this is all normal because it doesn’t feel like it to me!
