Today is a year since my mums funeral. Dad died a few years ago. No siblings. My mum had one sister. She has terrible dementia and is in a bad way. I talked to my cousin about her and her decline last night. Upsetting. In a meeting this morning. Not on a great space anyway. Boss is picking on me fairly consistently. The meeting started with some inspirational words from the speaker and I felt the tears starting to roll out of my eyes. All I could hear in my head was 'they are all gone'. Had to leave the meeting and hide in the loo. Couldn't stop sobbing for more than an hour. Had to go and sit in my car. Feel mortified.