Me and my father, Summer 1983, Dallas, Texas.
I’ve experienced a strange array of emotions since my father’s death on Monday, June 6th. To be more accurate, I haven’t felt too much emotion at all. 1,066 more words
The worst thing about having PTSD is that whatever problem you’re dealing with, PTSD makes it worse. Coping with the death of a close friend or family member can be devastating, and well-meaning friends can add to your burden by telling you how they think you should respond. 312 more words