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A co-worker asked me "How are you today?" To which I answered, "Fine, thanks, How are you?" Seems simple enough, right? No. Then she said, "You know, Colleen, you say all the right words, but there's some underlying sad something that I just can't put my finger on." My answer to that was, "Well, my son is dead." She then said"Oh, I'm sorry, did this happen recently?" I told her that it had been a year now. CAN YOU BELIEVE THE BITCH ACTUALLY SAID, "AND YOU HAVEN'T GOTTEN OVER IT YET?" I really wanted to slap the shit out of herbut all I could do was sit there, dumbfounded. I felt sorry for her that she was so stupid. You know, I don't spend as much time here as I used to partly because I am so sick of being the mom of a dead kid. I no longer wish to be this person. All my life I've been a pretty happy sort. Jovial, I've been called. Do people really not get that when your child dies it changes you for EVER AND EVER? Sometimes I pretend that Jeff is still alive just so that I don't have to be so mopey. I hate this. I don't WANT to be this person. God gave me this role to play and I'll do it but if stupid people say stupid things tome I'm no longer going to hold back on them. I'm gonna let them have it. And if I hear one more person tell me that they know how I feel because their dog or their mother in law's nieghbor's uncle died I'm going to puke on them.... Thank you for letting me vent.