I don't know where to start. I'm too sad to think straight. The grief over my sister's death is more than I ever thought possible. She died March 7,2003 of an accidental prescription drug overdose.Leaving my husband and I a 5 year old daughter. So now I have to deal with my own grief and hers plus my mothers who is worse than I am.We're doing alot better but everone thinks your fine because your going on with normal life but your not fine.Just pretending. No one understands that your whole life will never be the same. That the one person who would take your late night phone call and listen to you for hours go on and on about nothing is gone forever.There's people that say you can call them but it's not the same.She's the only one who understood what is was like to grow up in our family. The only one who "got" me.Who understood exactly what I was saying.I'm sorry this is so long,this is the first time I've ever written feelings down.I could go on forever. If anyone knows what I'm saying please reply. Thanks
