Like a punch to the face
Is this pain that I feel. I do not have anyone to talk to about it because no one wants to see me sad or really talk about it. People just do not know wwhat to say.
So at home I cry and cry and cry or when I am out in the street not when someone I know is around. I am the only daughter.
If I see someone I know I just say I am fine. I hate doing that but that is how it is.
It comes and it goes but the pain is always there . This is month number five.
I know my mom died but sometimes I am shocked that she is not here with me.
I cannot afford counseling at this time. My faith in God is what sustains me but the sadness is still there .
Just the memories haunt me.