it's almost been 3 years since my dad passed away, yet it doesn't feel like he's been gone at all. i feel like when i go home from school i'm gonna see him. i get really excited at the prospect, but when i really think about it, he's not gonna be home. he's not gonna be sitting on the couch in my living room, nor reading the paper, and i can't hear his voice, or talk to him about my problems. it just hurts so much. i can't take it. my heart hurts