4 years and still in pain...
My dad was my"stepdad" but he was my daddy. He chose to love me and be my daddy when I was 3 years old when I thought my biological father rejected me. I never had a relationship with my biological father. However, my "stepdad" became my daddy at 3 years old. He was my bestest friend. He used to tell me that he not only loved me but he also liked me. I have never really been close to my siblings for whatever reason. He used to tell me not to let them get me down. He was the one person in my life that could make everything seem alright. I could call him and he would know just what to say. Now it seems that I am so alone. There doesn't seem to be anyone I can talk to like I could talk to him. My mom still alive and I love her very much, but my daddy knew what to say and help me keep it together. Now it feels like for 4 years everything has fallen apart and I don't know how to pick up the pieces. He died the morning of Dec 16th 2008. When I woke up that morning, before I found out he had died, I felt like someone was ripping out a part of my soul. I have never been the same since. I tried to go on with life, but realize today that all this time I was denying how much I really miss him and how much it still hurts. I need him still.