I lost my family, my home, my job, and basically myself. I have no prospects, self-esteem, or ability to concentrate on anything. When I try to focus on problems, the solutions seem nonexistent, and the hill to climb way too steep. It provokes crippling anxiety and the need to distract myself with anything. Games work. Music works. Movies work. I have never gotten over the loss of my children in my daily life, and getting to see them occasionally only resets the pain meter to the top afterward.
