@LucyintheSky21 there are no easy answers, are there? That's the hard thing. If only there were instructions we could all follow for all this! But there aren't, and we all have to muddle through as best we can. I posted an awful lot on here last year and earlier this year, but I've been a bit quieter recently so we haven't really talked much, but I've been reading your posts and send you hugs and a handhold.
All I can say from this point down the line is that it has got a bit easier. I didn't see how it ever would or could, but it has. All the people who say to you, 'give it a year'.....well, they're sort of right. Things do change. You'll never stop missing your mum or dad; you'll never stop feeling devasted at some level, but it very probably won't be the terrible, raw, gut-wrenching grief that made you feel you just couldn't exist in a world that didn't have them in it.
I'm still having counselling and that helps. In some ways it's an outlet because it's when I get the most upset these days - I usually cry and it's a bit of an escape valve. Otherwise, I have occasional episodes of tears and feeling very down, but I can usually get back onto an even keel. I won't say I look forward to the future with boundless optimism because I'm not in that place, and I'm not sure I ever will be, but I'm taking it as a plus that I don't wake up every morning in the depths of despair, as I used to do.
That first Christmas will be hard, I'm so sorry. It's quite a long time ago now but my own dad died the day before Christmas Eve and my mum and I spent that holiday together, just the two of us, in a state of complete frozen disbelief, really.