I Dont Know Where To Put This Story

I have spent every weekend for the last few months at my father’s house while he was ill. Now that he is gone, I am not sure how to pick up the pieces and carry on. A friend had told me before that I needed closure. He suggested a letter just to get my feelings out. I chose not to do it; I thought I could handle all the emotions that were going to hit me. Of course hurt was the main one, but now anger is setting in and I have nowhere to direct it to.

Here lately it seems like its one thing after another, making me feel very weak and out of control. I don't know where to go or what to do. I have so many things running through my head and it’s overwhelming.

This weekend I will be home, and that thought frightens me...