This year my 26 year old cousin died. I was not close to him; however the pain and grief that I see his parents and sister suffering through has brought back debilitating grief over the death of my baby 20 years ago. His father decided after his death that he had never really loved me. My Mother has stage 4 cancer. My other living child has always been sickly. All of these years, through all the trials and tribilations, I have been able to make it and to function. Lately, I am more likely to want to curl up and melt down. Lately, I have questioned why other people's children live and not mine...why other people have healthy children, but not me. Does therapy help?