This Month is the Most Traumatic for Me

Happy June, everyone.

Normally, I'd be psyched about this month, since it's the official beginning of summer and the days when they're longer, but right now, I don't feel like celebrating summer.

Here's the reason why.  On June 23rd, 2017, my dad passed away.  I'm still dealing with the loss, but something tells me that I may never get over it.

Why?  Well, he talked some EMTs into sending him to Brookdale Hospital and ever since then, I've blamed them for his death, since they never did enough to help him get better.  He was diagnosed with Sepsis, and it only got worse with time.  With such a loss hanging over my head, I could not handle losing another family member, especially since I wasn't able to move out of my parents' house before he died.

I will never forgive Brookdale for sending Dad to his grave, but since they're close by my neighborhood, they're hard to forget about.  So, I'm asking, has anyone lost someone close to them?  I mean, really close?  I'd appreciate hearing stories of these sad memories and what people have done to deal with them.  Just know this: I am not looking for sympathy.  I just need to know if people have felt the same way I have over the years.

Thanks for reading, and as always, keep smiling, and keep dreaming.