I had a fantastic childhood, thanks to my mother. I grew up in the 80s and I'm obsessed with it. I bought all my memorable toys I had when I was a kid. I have all my favorite movies. My mom passed away not so long ago. It's hard to describe how depressed I was. I feel like I can't move on with my life. I have a good job, I make more money than I can spend. I travel all over the world, go on cruises, etc.. I buy whatever I want. I have a nice house in the richest part of the city. People are reaching out to me and I try to be more outgoing. I go club hopping, meet new people. I got into several hobbies. I was into mountain biking. I joined a local basketball league. I have no problems with girls as they're the ones that come up to me. But life feels so empty. I feel like all I want is to do is talk to my mom. I've tried everything and I'm scared as nothing seems to work. Everyone around me is noticing that there's something wrong. I try to put up a wall, but I guess it's that obvious. I cry more often than I'd like to admit. Especially when I'm driving. Nothing seems to work and all I want to do is talk to my mom.