Well mum its a year ago today I got the phone call at 9.35am to tell me you had gone. Mum I dont know how I have got through the past year, well alcohol got me numbed up to try to cope. I wish you could come and get me and take me back with you. Mum I am not really coping, I am just not getting over it. Being on my own all the time is hell, it really is. Sitting in this house with only the TV for noise. MUM COME AND GET ME!!! PLEASE PUT ME OUT OF THIS MISERY, I CANNOT COPE WITH THIS ANYMORE.