It was sudden, he had a massive heart attack.
It seems I am stuck in this black hole, where I can't accept he is gone.
He was the most loving father, kind person and the person everyone relied on.
Others are grieving him, but as his only daughter people expect me to help them through their grief.
My mother left us when I was a child so he was both my mother and my father.
Does this ever get to a point where you can ever cope?
thank you all penelope