A bereaved father

I don’t know what to do. I’m lost. I’m a man who doesn’t have a purpose and I don’t know what to do about it. I don’t even have a reason to wake up in the morning. I just do it because I know I have to.

When Randy left, it completely destroyed me. I’ve never gotten anywhere close to “being better”. I’m just here. I exist. I don’t know any joy, happiness, or anything positive. All I know is pain and worry. It’s just a horribly sad existence.

Randy, I’m so sorry son. I keep failing us both. As long as I’m here though, I’ll keep trying. Please send me some of your strength because I don’t have any for myself. Just know that I love you and we’ll be together again soon…

❤️♾️

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