It been three years since my "little mama's" death and I am a total wreck. I cared for her in my home for 16 years, 5 months, 7 days, 16 hours and 35 minutes and I have yet to find purpose and meaning in my life. I've tried sales, volunteering but to no avail, I still feel empty, lonely, depressed and afraid. My doctor increased my antidepressant medication, hopefully with time I will feel better. Meanwhile, if anyone know of a support group, I'm in Mansfield, Texas.