He was DS2's dad. He committed suicide and today would've been his 50th birthday.
DS2 is now 3 and has additional needs. His dad died when he was 5 months old. He asks about his daddy a lot but doesn't understand where he is.
I'm so tired. DS is hard work because of his needs and I'm constantly having to fight and advocate for him. I have no support and I'm so, so tired. And I'm always scared that I'm going to make the wrong decisions - the buck always stops with me.
I'm still so angry with him for what he did and I know I haven't grieved properly. I never had time - I had a 5 month old and I couldn't fall apart so life just had to carry on. But I know I can't carry on like this. I just don't know what to do.