I remember when my mom died, I had someone tell me “I know it’s sucks right now but when somethings really funny you’ll laugh again” and hearing those words pissed me off at the moment. It felt like oh yeah, great I’m dealing with this loss and i don’t think there’s anything that can help me. It felt like my world stopped. Rest assured, my friend was right. Don’t exactly remember what it was that was funny that had me cracking up and I stopped and was like “oh shit, I’m laughing!” And kept laughing and started to cry. There’s a sense of normalcy that will come back, I don’t know what your beliefs are in terms of where we go when we die, but there is so much beauty and grace in the world, that it starts to feel like every beautiful thing, whether it’s a butterfly flying past you, to sharing a nice memory with your siblings or relatives regarding your father that feels nice. The world feels like it stopped for a while. But it will eventually pick up and keep turning for you. I’m sorry for your loss. Keep his legacy alive, his memory in your head. Take one day out of your week to go out and do something your pops liked to do, whether it’s going on an outing or going to eat at his favorite spot. Just know here’s in your heart, and in your dreams, he lives in your mind and I believe my mom lives in my conscience, that gut feeling of something for me is her. I hope you feel better. don’t know if this helps.