My anger is not at anybody or from anything that someone has done. It is just part of the grief process another emotions that I have to go through. This feeling is not directed at anyone and doesn't mean that I will be mean or have nasty comments to say. I am just angry that Kamber is gone and that I can't have her here. This is what I am feeling. This is the cold hard truth, and the raw reality of my life. It is what it is and it stinks that I can't change anything. People don't usually see this side of me and that is why when I am told that I am strong I usually say that I am not. Many people don't see me on my bad days, I only let very few people in during that time. So, here it is I am mad and so sad that it physically hurts, just because I look ok on the outside doesn't mean that it is how I feel on the outside. As time goes on for now I doesn't really get easier which I know that is what people expect or hope for. It is a dark road at times to travel down.