My father passed away almost 3 months ago. But I'm still so angry. Angry at the sibling for not helping more. Angry at myself for not being patient enough and doing more to save my dad. Angry at my grandmother who is still alive but my dad is dead. I know it doesn't make sense. I want so badly to turn back the clock and continue caring for my dad. People around me act like I should be relieved that I no longer have to care or be responsible for my dad's care. It was 24/7 for three years and I was getting burned out, but I never wanted him to die. I want to be rational. But the more I think about it, the more angry I get about the doctors, the nurses, just everyone. I wish I knew how to move past this stage of grief.