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I appreciate it. Thank you. Currently my mom is looking into the insurance lawyer. As to whether we will find the money for it, who knows.

Dude, I feel worse for you then I do myself. Those lil' guys are far more precious then anything I'd have in the house. Makes me wonder what I'd give up, a 3 million dollar sports car or my $75 rescue lab. I'd think the latter. I'm sorry bro.

He was mentally unstable. A rage disorder. He did this after he wasn't able to kill my mom to prove to her that material things mean nothing in the end. I don't think it turned out in the way he wanted, but I don't know. Mental issues make understanding already erratic humans even harder. :(

If I said that my friends were keeping me going everyday, I don't know if anyone would believe me. And reddit helps a lot, you would not believe how much /r/aww will make you cry. I am depressed though I guess. My teachers noticed at college and couldn't believe I kept on going last semester. My buddies invited me to go play some football with them, then I dislocated my shoulder. I feel pretty bad about that, cause they all were sad that hanging out with them that one time didn't help much in the end. Even though I had fun. It's like even if I have temporary fun, I just keep on going back home, sitting down, and feeling sad. For myself. I'm still alive, but I don't like it. And I was the luckiest of everyone too. My mom only had her clothes. My sister was at a friends. My dad, I wouldn't know. I was at work when it happened, it was a school day, so I had a ton of stuff with me (my laptop, some books, the knife my grandpa made, ect). My dad I guess had some stuff with him, but nothing now. The house was a total loss. Both vehicles were damaged. The computers weren't salvageable. All of the pictures gone. The videotapes of my sister and I growing up, were right by the fireplace when it occurred. Nothing is left. It just sucks. But we are all alive.

I will bro, trust me, I'm not dead yet.