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Jenny's POV

Days become weeks and weeks become months, the frequent random crying did stop and now I'm at a point where even if I want to cry, tears just won’t come, because there isn’t any left.

But i realised that grief of losing someone i loved can be intense like physical pain. I literally felt my throat hurting, aching and heart tearing into two. Those moments were the ones where I cried because I didn't know what else to do. Every day felt the same, the routine of recalling about dad and then crying because I couldn't stop thinking about him knowing that he doesn’t exist in this world anymore.

I also realised my pride of not wanting to cry so much in front of others and the notion that I needed to be strong for my dad made me suppress a lot of the feelings which made it worse. Then there was guilt and a lot of what if I did this or that, would we have a different and he would have lived?

I miss him, so much that if there’s any way to get him back i would. If there’s e