Well thats the first fathers day without my dad and it was so hard. My brothers didnt even mention him they where acting as if he didnt even exist and that has upset me alot. How can they do that he was the most important man in our life and they dont care. I went and sat in my mums room where my dad ashes are and spent a bit of time talking to him i just wish he could have gave a hug and told me that he loves me and hes proud of me. I miss him so much and it doesnt seem to get any easier . I feel as if i dont know who i am anymore and thats scary i used to be happy go lucky and now i feel as if there is a dark cloud following me. Dont get me wrong im so happy Brandon is better and he is doing good but when he wasnt well i didnt have a chance to feel this way. Now i dont know who i am or what to do. Im sorry for venting in here but im finding it hard
