My son died one…

My son died one year and 3 days ago.  I hate facebook. Only two people out of the hundreds of people that supposedly loved him posted something on the day he died. I have a whole week of mourning Brad. He died on Feb 8, 2011. The detectives came to tell me on the 9th. I had the service for my son on Valentine’s day.  No one even reads my blog except a cousin and a spam site.  I feel like I’m typing into no where.  Everybody just wants to post about them being so great. My two brothers ( that didn’t come to his service ) never called to see how I was or say they’re sorry about my loss. A great family huh?  My mother and sister were the only ones to call and check up on me. Out of my family. The couple of people that remembered him, they just posted a line or two on facebook. Is it so hard to pick up the phone and call?  I was thinking last nite that if my son is in hell because of his suicide, that I could go kill myself and fine him in hell, I could be there with him and could hold him and let him know that he was not alone. I posted a song from youtube title Modern Day Prodigal Son.  That song was about mine and my son’s life.  I cried so hard that my whole face was stopped up. I cried all day and then I went to bed.  I got up at 5:30 and cried some more.

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About 1wanderingtruthseeker

I'm a fiftish woman that has opinions and passions about nearly everything under the sun. I love a good debate, not name calling. I believe in the Constitution , the Bill of Rights and God. I believe the government which governs the least is the best government of all. I believe in the rights of the people. I dispatched fire trucks, the Po-Po and ambulances for a long time so I have a wicked sense of dark humor and speak fluent sarcasm. I think out loud a lot times. I am offensive. But I'm offensive of everybody. Socially unacceptable, plain spoken and unashamed. If you don't want to be offend, please don't read and if you do, please consider that I'm not politically correct in any sense of the word.
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