Dh died 9 days ago. I'm struggling to cope with my house my kids 18 14 and 11. I'm in auto pilot and don't have time to sit and think
Cancer took him 3 weeks after diagnosis, he'd been ill for 3 months. We married in hospital and I was there at the end. Funeral is Tues and I am absolutely dreading it.
His brother is getting on my nerves,keeps sending me photos all he wants to do is and reminisce about him all the fucking time with a hearty ho ho ho. He treated dh like shit anyway
And its all a big reminder that I only knew him for 4 short years together for 3 and everyone else has had a life time of memories with him.
His friends wife keeps messaging me let's meet for coffee and I'll tell you about the good old day with him..spamming my fb memories with likes and rip amazing man all over my bloody photos that go back 2vyears.
Fuck off.
I'm sorry, I'm so close to boiling point with everyone. It feels like I've been left to sort everything with the funeral and I asked for help with eulogy seeing as everyone else seems to have known him better than me but not one person did.
After the funeral I really do feel like disappearing for a few days and just grieving on my own in a hotel room and sod it all
I miss my wonderful dh so so much, its like an ache that will never go away
Sorry for rambling..feels better to get it off my chest