My dad passed away from colon cancer in 2017. It was a really difficult time and it broke me. We were very close and I had just started a new job. I couldn't deal with the loss so I repressed it.
My best friend had been battling osteosarcoma for 2 years by this time and he was my rock. We fed off each other's energy and he'll say I made him feel normal. We laughed and talked about practically everything.
He had an amputation and passed away 2 days later.
I can't sleep at night. I can't eat. I stare blankly into space and I've lost the will to live. It's been a month but I still call his phone, hoping he'll pick up. I really don't know what to do and I think I'm suicidal.
I really I'm not coping...
