Before my mom died 4 years ago, i had hardly any friends and hated my life. I opened up after she died and sometimes I believe it's a good thing she died... I feel terrible for believing this, because I truly miss her.
I can relate. I lost my father 5 years ago..and even though there is still a huge void in my heart and a longing that can never be fulfilled, I feel as though a few good things came out of it as well. I hate myself for thinking this way..but it is the truth.
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