My Dad died about 8 weeks ago from prostate cancer. The end was short, but brutal. It wasn't a peaceful death, but he was at home with my mother and I beside him, which is what he wanted.
Although I was sad at the time of his passing, I managed fairly well. I looked after my mum as much as I could and kept the show on the road for my 2 small children. It's only now a few weeks down the line that I'm struggling to cope with adjusting to Dad being gone.
It's not really the loss of his physical presence that I'm finding hardest, as he had been slowing down physically and mentally for the last few years. It's more the memories of him from when I was little. I was always a daddy's girl, and he was, I felt, the parent who loved me the most. I'm also struggling with the change in the dynamic of my relationship with my mother. She isn't there to take care of me any more, it's the other way round. I don't have any siblings and all the important people from my childhood are themselves now elderly and slowing down. I feel very alone in the world.
These feelings are starting to impact on my day to day life. In the last few weeks I returned to work following the end of my maternity leave and I'm struggling to care about my job, I miss my children desperately and have considered leaving. I'm also more impatient with my children and starting to turn down opportunities to see friends, which isn't like me.
I don't really have anyone to talk to about these things in real life. My husband has never been bereaved and doesn't understand and my mother is herself struggling and I don't want to upset her. I don't feel that I want to talk about this with friends, at least until I've got to a point where I can discuss it without crying.
I don't know what the best strategy for moving on with this is. I'd appreciate any insight or shared experiences from those who have been there.