Trudy Brosh's daughter, Andrea, had many challenges getting through high school and was hospitalized twice in need of mental health comfort. While overcoming many obstacles, she graduated high school and also junior college. She was living with Trudy while going to junior college and had a full time job, but deep inside she wrestled. And then one day, life would never be the same, Trudy walked into her garage to find Andrea dead from car exhaust. The funeral ... the family ... the bosses ... everyone at different stress levels. It was confusion and sadness. Trudy's response to it all, her sense of the madness, came as her journaling was transformed into poetry. Her deepest thoughts of agony and despair expressed and shared in this collection. Reading through these poems, you will find the shredding of a broken heart, laid open with grief and self-hatred. If you or someone you love has experienced complicated grief, you will connect with Trudy in her darkest moments and find comfort, now more than 25 years later, in the living.