Just that really. I lost my dad very suddenly as a child and, equally suddenly, became the object of a lot of pity, intrusive questions and hideously misplaced and insensitive acts of 'charity' at school and in my community. We were a pretty comfortable, middle class family and financially we were lucky enough that that didn't change with my dad's death, but suddenly everyone assumed we were poor, or in need of therapy, and it felt like as a family we had to constantly prove that we were coping. Was it just me? Did anyone else ever feel like this and if so, do you still feel like that now? Only I still do, and it's been almost twenty years.