Bollotti
Winger
Much the same here. Lost my mother to cancer when I was 4 and, for whatever reason, my Dad never talked about her, so I didn't feel that I could talk to him about her either. She was 36. Though I obviously didn't realise what it was at the time, looking back, I was suffering depression throughout my childhood.
Then, when I was 21, my first born son died. He'd have been 21 earlier this year, but there's not a day goes by when I'm not affected by one or both of those deaths. It never goes away, and I can't see me ever really getting over it.
Sorry to hear that. I have good days and bad, but it is always there. I tried to keep a positive appearance, and most people probably think I am over it. They stop asking after a while as life goes on, and they have their own shit to deal with. Sometimes have a feeling of impending doom, which is hard to explain; and I can have this for weeks, sometime months, just waiting for something bad to happen. Rationally I know this is unlikely, but a strange feeling all the same.