I am not able to cope with the loss, and I feel like I am drowning in the dark hole of depression. Michael was my life. He was my saviour, my rock, my strength, my motivation, my drive, my only joy and happiness, my medicine for every bad day, for every turmoil in life. Now, I am EMPTY, left naked in the cruel world, with no protection, no solace, no escape. I have been crying every single day since June 25, and the pain and stress has taken its toll on me, both mentally and physically. My friends advised me to look for professional help but I am scared of being laughed at or misunderstood. How in the hell will someone understand my grief for Michael Jackson? I am lost.
Has anyone already tried any counselling, or tried to reach out for any form of professional help? If so, what kind of help was that, and does it really help?
Has anyone already tried any counselling, or tried to reach out for any form of professional help? If so, what kind of help was that, and does it really help?