It's about 7 weeks now. Still no sign of him.
I can't stop thinking about him and feel so hollow and empty. I know it sounds selfish, but I'd rather I knew he was dead than just not knowing.
When I'm out driving around the place, I keep looking at the side of the road in case I spot him.
How do I deal with this? He was such a part of the family. I don't know what's happened to him.