I can relate to you. I "lost" my father in 1999, my one and only best friend in 2001, my mother in 2003; then, my 37 yr old son in March of 2008 and my husband in April of 2008. I physically took care of these people day by day while working full time because there was no one else to help. My son hung himself while supposed to be on suicide watch. My husband had been ill for years & went to hospital ICU within 2 weeks of my son's death. I kept working for another year; but, took an early retirement in June 2009. It is only NOW that I'm experiencing the most horrendous grief, aloneness & depression ever. The circumstances surrounding my son's death were & continue to be most suspicious & I'm so angry because unlike any private organization, the statue of limitations for wrongful death in a government institution is 6 months. I was still in shock, trying to find answers from people who would not return my calls and care for terminally ill husband. My husband was my best friend. Now, I have no one - those five people were the only family I ever had. There are so many external "cues" everywhere I go that I end up sobbing & returning to my room in a little old house that is also now falling apart. I'm 62 years old & have always been a giving person. Now that I need help no one is there. Oh, maybe, for a price I could vent to a counselor for 50 minutes. And, I realize now how naive I can be when thinking others I have helped so much in the past either have taken advantage of my generosity or disappeared completely. I often can't escape the sudden visions of my "little boy" hanging; or, the last expressions on my husband's face before his death. None of this will ever go away and well-meaning folks with little gems of optomistic or spiritual wisdom just don't get it. I just discovered this site & am still a toddler when it comes to computers; but, I hope they let this message through to you and that you know there is at least one other person out there who knows your pain. Peace to you.