I sometimes feel as though my life was written for a Soap Opera. And on more than one occasions I feel like I get through life by pretending to be normal. I have had two very life altering losses in my life, and several other loses, that were expected, but still no matter how expected they are they still hurt. I an just wondering if you ever feel normal again? If there is ever a time that you can make it through an hour without wanting to break down in tears. Maybe I am just to early in the grief process, but I am a very organized person. I schedule everything, and losing my brother has been the hardest thing that I have ever went through. It has turned my entire world upside down. I am just really over death, I am 33 years old and this is the second funeral I have had to plan. It is too much, just way to much.

My therapist suggested this site to me, so I am hoping that, perhaps, some of you would be able to share your stories with me and maybe help me get some answers that I am searching for. No one knows what to say to me, because there are very few people who have lost a father to suicide and then a brother to an overdose.

I think it is very brave for everyone on here to be able to share their stories.