It is now 40 days since Mums passing and my life has seen a dramatic change of fortunes. So called friends have ditched me, and what's worse is some took advantage of my situation. It's easy to say be strong, for I have put up a brave front, all in the name to make others happy. But I slip into a mindless state when left alone, and things are getting tougher each passing day, akin to a black hole sucking me in. And though tears are running dry, the gut feeling is still that of sickness, a feeling that gets worst each passing day. Why did you go Mum, and left me heading into this black hole.....
