My Dad died from cancer December 2017. It was about a year ago his health really started declining and his death and the build up were really quite traumatising. He wasn't old, in his 60s. Him and Mum had been married since school and lived a fairly insular life, not many friends, no solo activities.
Since his death, I text Mum multiple times every day to try to help her not feel alone and to have some kind of outside contact, as otherwise she would literally sit in a house by herself and have nothing. I can't see her regularly at all as it is a 6 hour drive and I am not in good health myself at the moment.
Her texts have lately been more telling of how she is feeling (I am sure she was just better at putting on a brave face before rather than feeling ok) - everything is awful, eg if it has rained she tells me the weather couldn't be any worse, she's started telling me she wakes every night at 2 and 4am and can't get back to sleep, keeps telling me how much weight she has lost (which she has). Tells me how long the days are.
I've suggested gently she sees a counsellor or GP but she won't. She says there's no way anyone could help her with all the stuff she is going through and stops texting. And will sometimes text that she can't handle 'all this' if something has gone wrong, like something in the house broken that she doesn't know know how to fix.
It hurts me so much to know how much she is hurting and I feel panicked thinking about it. If she doesnt reply to a text within an hour i cant calm myself until she does. I think sonetimes the texts helps to the extent she knows there is someone there, but i also think she struggles to think of what to say (as do i) and i wonder if sometimes it rubs in how empty her life is now as she has nothing to tell me. Last time i visited her she said i dont have to text all the time, so i dont know if she wants me to stop. I have tried svalibg back a bit, not starting until lunchtime and stopping at 5pm, but that also seems to coincide with the texts sounding sadder.
I also know she is allowed to grieve and be sad, but I feel like she's probably never going to be happy or enjoy her life ever again. And that hurts me so much.
Has anyone else been through similar? Did anything help how much it hurts?