How is everyone this morning?
For some reason I have been feeling worse than ever the past week, although my mum died over 4 months ago. I feel constantly tearful, my stomach is in knots. I don’t know if it is the anti-depressants I am taking (Amitryptyline 25mg) making it worse or if I am on too low a dose/the wrong medication. I think the good weather we have been having makes it worse too, which sounds strange, but I think it is because it is making me think of all the things me and mum used to do in the spring/summer and which we will never do again. We did so much together and I don’t know what I’m going to do with myself now.
I feel like I am letting mum down by being like this. She would be furious that I am sat posting on here instead of being back at work and getting on with my life, but my job is stressful at the best of times and I couldn’t deal with it at the moment.
I also feel a lot of guilt regarding certain things.
I have had a few free short term counselling sessions, which didn’t help a great deal, but am thinking of paying privately to have it long term, which would give me more time to work through things. I felt I was just getting the bog standard advice they give to everyone at the short term sessions, e.g. try writing a letter to mum.
I feel I don’t know where my life is going now. I always thought I would have mum until I was close to retirement (don’t know why really, as there were never any guarantees).
I envy those of you who have the distraction of children etc or at least a partner. It has never been something I have wanted, but now I kind of regret it as I feel my life has no purpose and that I will never have that strong bond with anyone again.
I feel I just want to fast forward my life so that I am old and will soon be with her again (hopefully). I am seeing our vicar for some bereavement counselling tomorrow, so hoping that will make me feel a bit better.
Sorry for depressing everyone so early in the day, it just helps to talk on here with people who have been through the same thing.