I hate the days where i cant move or think. I plan on doing all these things and wake up, just to find myself numb. I think something has happened to my mind. I have to talk to him somehow. I have to know what killed him. He died in his sleep on his little boys 2cd birthday. All i know is he coughed at 8 am and was dead at 9 am. I have to know. I want him to tell me.

14 mo after the death of my son, and i feel like i dont belong, Im in a different place than others around me. Things that used to hurt dont hurt. People seem different to me. When im driving in my car things are just gray. I hear people talk about relationships breaking up, and the cat dying ect... and how it is breaking their heart. I thought i have experienced the worst of the worst when it came to pain and heartache. When you lose a child you spend the rest of your life in torment, and… Continue