When Matt was alive, I was too busy to think of anything other than his addiction. Saving him was my addiction. His death has pushed me into detox and now I'm trying to save myself. To feel needed and useful like I did when all my energy flowed toward his recovery. So here I am, the left behind trying to find a new path in life.
Time flies like air and so have been the last five months of my life in this amazing and beautiful country called The United States of America. On April 6, 2015, when I reached Chhatrapati Shivaji International Airport, Mumbai to board the flight to New York, I was very much scared about my new life... how it will turn out to be... ?
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