It's so hard to believe
It's been almost one year since my tiny little daughter was born, too small to defend herself against hospital acquired infection.
I am having trouble sleeping, my stomach is in knots most of the time, and I have become a recluse from even my closest friends.
Almost 6 months from when my brother was murdered, gunned down in the front yard of his girlfriend's brother's house, simply trying to talk to her.
Who can I talk to about this shit? No one understands what I feel like inside. How I seethe when I see people with babies, how I can hardly breathe when I see images like the one the media have plastered all over of the VT gunman pointing a gun at the camera.
I am having trouble sleeping, my stomach is in knots most of the time, and I have become a recluse from even my closest friends.
Almost 6 months from when my brother was murdered, gunned down in the front yard of his girlfriend's brother's house, simply trying to talk to her.
Who can I talk to about this shit? No one understands what I feel like inside. How I seethe when I see people with babies, how I can hardly breathe when I see images like the one the media have plastered all over of the VT gunman pointing a gun at the camera.