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When does it STOP??

jazzie
16 years ago

My Mother died one day after Thanksgiving.. I now HATE the holidays with a passion beyond repair..

Every time I think of my Mother, it RIPS me apart. Music is so hard, I just wind up turning off the radio to have my thoughts torture me..... And the dreams.. When do they STOP.. The dreams of my Mother's death.. The startling awake because I have nightmares that my Mother is dead, just to remember that the nightmare is REAL..

I want to scream and rage against the world. Instead I sob and sob and cry...

My house is a mess, and I don't cook anymore.. I find no joy in anything. I feel like an puppet pretending to the world that I am okay.. Being what I think people expect me to be.. The person before my Mothers death.. Not what I am now.. The person after my Mother's death. They are two different people...

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