I lost my daughter 6 years ago. After a long bout with beer, drugs and pills she decided to end her life by taking the pills the doctors prescribed to her. I found her 4 days later, after speaking with her mother, who informed me that Melanie hadn`t called or went to see her mother all week, which wasn`t normal for Melanie.
It took about 9 months before I realized the loss I had. I injected myself into my work and kept myself busy. After about 4 months my girlfriend at that time told me to leave. That`s where reality hit me. I fell into a deep depression, and found myself crying when I was alone. The only thing I found that helped me was writing. I wrote numerous poems, realizing that it was the only way I could deal with my emotions.
When I finally looked for professional help, they told me it was the best thing I could have done.
So to all grieving people, I suggest that you find your own way, may it be writing, music, drawing... so that you can rebuild your inner self.
THANK YOU FOR LETTING ME SAY THESE FEW WORDS, AND I HOPE THEY MIGHT HELP SOMEONE FIND THEIR WAY THROUGH THE MOST TRYING TIME OF THEIR LIFE....