I lost my dad November 24, 2012 to lung cancer that had spread to his liver and spine. My dad lived 24 days from the time they found the cancer. He went into the hospital for pneumonia and after a CT scan they found that he had cancer and that it had spread. I watched my dad suffer and decline quickly. His spine was starting to fracture due to the cancer and my once strong dad who was never sick was in soo much pain he could barely sit. It was the hardest thing ever for my family and I. I wanted to take the pain away but there was nothing I could do. Even though I spent almost every day with him in his last weeks I was too scared to say goodbye and talk to him about what was going on. I was there the day he passed, we brought him home just like he wanted. I spent the next few months keeping myself busy with life, but now it's finally hitting me and I feel like i'm going crazy. I cry every night and I feel so angry at the world....is this normal?? I miss my dad every day...he was my best friend. I need help coping.View Thread