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the neverending feeling of missing you || 2003-08-07 - 11:31 p.m. I hate my life right now. I wish I could wake up from this nightmare of a life, but I don't seem to. I dream of my dad almost nightly and wake up terrified, upset, devistated. I want this to end, but he's not coming back and that is so hard to grasp. It's been over 3 months since he died, and I still see him in my mind like I last saw him an hour ago. I hear him laughing in my head, teasing me, yelling at me. I want it all back. |