Op, I'm sorry you've been through such an horrendous time. I really am.
On the other hand, you're being very silly. I joined when my husband was diagnosed with terminal cancer, I was trying to rescue my niece, with SN, from an abusive situation, and the subsequent loss of my husband. Posters have been fantastically supportive.
They've also been funny, rude, nasty, arrogant, smug, delightful, witty, supportive fuckers and I love the lot of them. The differences in them is what makes MN so brilliant. If I was aloud to say cunt, fuckers, arse, I might as well join, whispers them ones, over there 
Welcome back.
Grab a bag of popcorn and come on in. You'll get a lovely warm welcome, so warm, in fact, that you might get roasted.