I'm new here and I'm hoping that by being here I can find some comfort.
I don't know what more to say, He meant the world to me, he was my best little buddy and the sweetest most affectionate boy I have ever known. I'm trying to stay strong, and I know he is safe in heaven with the " big people" as he called them but it still hurts so much. I have promised to look after his little sister and his daddy but it is so hard keeping a strong will. I find myself wandering without really thinking in the house and I am very angry that his god father cleaned his room when I wanted to enjoy how messy it was, my DS's mess. He has only been gone 8 days and it is all still so surreal. I am thankful to have close friends and family helping me but i just want space. I know no one can truly tell me how to cope, but I hoped by being here I could slowly find peace with others like me.