The Pain Lingers
Hello, my name is Jason and this is my story. On January 10th, 1999, my father of 41 years old passed away from cancer. Since then, my mother and my sister dealt with their grief by being open with emotions and talking about it while I, being the "man" of the family, kept a strong face and avoided all signs of emotional weakness, thus I avoided the topic of my father's death altogether. For the last 15 years, I have lacked any initiative to form intimate relationships and have been classified as aloof and dismissive to people around me. In addition to my reclusive, I had to deal with the fact that I have been suffering from this lifelong depression and a bleak perspective on life. Now, 21 years old, I have not overcome my grief, and am saddened by the grip it has over my life. Starting today, I make a stand to be more open about this dreadful chapter of my life as I take my first baby steps towards a bright future.