Nobody really tells you how hard it is to accept the loss of a loved one. This is my first night home after burying my mother and the house feels so feels empty.
Its not the empty room, or the grief and sadness that kicks in, but its just the loneliness that screams so loud.

My whole last year has been dedicated to looking after my mother. Now that shes gone, this is the first time in my 26 years that I feel like I lost purpose, I honestly dont know what to do from this point forward.

I dunno if its the grief or the fact that I lost both my parents. The points of comfort was always my mum and dad, and now that their both gone Im trying to understand what purpose I have now and where I can seek guidance from.

If theres anything that lifes taught me is that you have to treasure the moments you have with you parents. Whatever emotions or feelings you have towards them, hold them close. Because I tell you nothing hurts more than losing both of them while you're young.