DH died very suddenly just over 2 years ago. It feels like yesterday TBH. I went back to work 4 months later, DD did not miss a day off school. This was her choice at the time. Life has carried on but it has become increasingly difficult. We have no family support nearby and my job is incredibly stressful. Unfortunately it also pays the bills.
I am not sure why I am posting now. The last 6 months have been like walking through treacle, wake up and get through the day, then repeat. DD has now started to grieve. Professionally I knew this would happen but I am not managing it well. Also people think we should have moved on by now.
I have completely crumbled. Luckily I am in a job where I get paid for being off for a while but I feel such a failure. My daughter is a ball of anger because of our huge life changes. I am skint and bloody lonely. I have got every thing wrong over the last 2 years.
I have just been diagnosed with PSTD and significant depression. 12 months ago, whilst not exactly happy, I thought I was doing enough to get through this. This is just a rant and I am sorry.