I lost my wonderful Dad on Saturday night to Pancreatic Cancer. He fought it for 51 weeks. I was there for him every step of the way. We watched him pass, which was quite traumatic and I cried, sobbed and had tears. These tears have stopped flowing, though I still sob. I feel a fraud that no tears are coming even though I sound like I’m crying.
What’s wrong with me....I feel like fraud and failure to my dad’s memory