On July 25th my son gave his life trying to protect his best friend. He was stabbed and I was there after the stabbing while we waited for the police and ambulance. I did not realize until we were told that he was gone that I pretty much watched my son die in the street. My whole life has went to hell since. I left my house because this happened pretty much in front of it and I could stand to be there. My live-in boyfriend chose to stay and this has pretty much ruined our relationship. I can’t go back to work right now. I have horrible flashbacks, anxiety and depression. My best friend, her husband and my two daughters are pretty all the support I have. I’m feeling completely alone and losing my will to even get out of bed. I need someone to talk to.