My mil sadly passed away a few weeks ago, it was unexpected. We weren’t particularly close really as she could be sort of toxic in the family in recent years, but we go back a long way as Dh and I met at 17.
I feel heartbroken for Dh and that’s obviously causing a lot of my upset, for him, but also I’m crying everyday and feel the urge to go back to where we both grew up..there’s no point really as my family don’t live there anymore and his parents are now both gone and the house will be sold.
I just can’t stop crying and don’t know if it’s because it’s hit me harder than I realised and maybe I cared about her more than I believed or something else?
I keep having dreams about me and Dh when we were younger and feeling I have to go back, I also just feel dread for the future and feel there’s nothing left to look forward to now we’re mid 40’s
Sorry I sound so depressing