It's 45 days since I lost my beautiful daughter.
Am feeling lost empty lonely and each day I drag myself through
I keep going into her room looking for her. Then see her ashes and a great wave of sadness overcomes me .The reality hits home. I smell er clothes touch her stuff but nothing helps.
I only sleep with help of meds. She is my first and last thought Does not stop all day. How on earth has any coped because I can't.