Hi all. I don't think I've posted much on this thread but I did on the last one. I haven't been here for a while.
Brief synopsis: Alcoholic mother, decades of it, increasingly bad, end stage, really. I posted on here on a day last summer, at my wits end, basically saying I wished it would all end. It did. She killed herself a few hours later. Typing that out makes it sound heavier than it feels. I'm still a bit numb and don't think the shock will ever fully wear off.
I've been re-reading my posts here from the last year. I had forgotten how tormented I felt. I wish it hadn't happened... yet I certainly don't wish things had stayed the same. We're all still adjusting to the peace. Weirdly, my posts after it happened sound a lot more insightful and gracious than I feel right now.
I have had times when I've felt sympathy for her, but honestly, not all that much. Waiting on inquest (still) and also will get hold of mental health medical records, as I think they might help me fill in some gaps.
I think I'm doing ok. I haven't 'crashed' at any point. I took a couple of months off as I was struggling to deal with stress at work. But otherwise good. I even quit smoking, something I could not do while she was alive. I haven't done any therapy. I kind of don't want to get into it. I can't be arsed. I think any child of an alcoholic will agree, it's such a fucking lot. I quietly feel a little damaged, but also I just want to move forward. My life is very small and quiet right now but maybe I can start pushing at the edges soon.
Not really sure why I am posting! I just wanted to say hello. And also, much love to everyone here, especially those still trapped in the daily nightmare.