I have been a hermit for the past 4 years since losing my son to cancer! Those devastating images of his suffering haunt me every day! I too, have seen my anger rise within me, my total disgust with the times and lack of morals, integrity and compassion. I am still not ready to enter the "masses" where the majority of people are only interested in "What can you do for me." I have stopped giving and am close to not caring any longer! I can only think of joining my son who was truly a compassionate and giving human being! I know he is frowning down at me, and I beg him every day to help me become like him and carry on for him. Too many deaths....too many hurdles....too few "real people" and way too few family members who give a second thought! I'm expected to "get over it!" That is salt in the wound that prevents any kind of adjustment to such an enormous loss!