My wonderful mum died in April after a very very short battle with terminal cancer. We had no time to process the fact she had cancer really and then 10 days after the appointment with the consultant where he said she had "a few months" she died.
She died peacefully at home in bed so I know she didn't suffer, it just all happened so quickly, she deteriorated so fast we didn't even really have chance to grasp what was going on.
I'm 28 and I have a 2.5 yo child. I am also going through a divorce and I live miles away from the rest of my family and I just can't cope.
I am so depressed all the time, it physically pains me to think of my mum. I miss her so much, it's like a piece of me has gone. I can't understand how the world is still going when my mum isn't here anymore. I feel like I'm just surviving hour to hour through the days - thinking "one more hour and then make tea" "2 hours until bedtime" etc. and I do that every day.
I am in so much pain, I am so sad, I am so tired. All I want is to speak to my mum and I can't come to terms with the fact I will never see her again.
I don't really have any close friends, I live quite far from my remaining family (just my dad and brother though), and although me and my brother are very close I feel I can't talk to him about how bad I really feel because I don't want to worry him or upset him.
I don't know where to turn - I can't afford bereavement counselling and ringing helplines etc doesn't help I feel I need to talk to somebody in person. But even then what good is talking about it going to do - it's not going to bring my mum back.
I am so angry all the time. She was my DS's only good grandparent, she adored him and it breaks my heart he won't remember the times he had with her. Obviously I always talk about her to him but he's under assessment for autism etc and delayed so he doesn't really understand. I love my son so much but all I want is to go to sleep and never wake up. I want to be with my mum.
We talked all the time, now I have nobody to speak to really and the days feel so long and lonely. My dad is an awful man to be honest and is no support whatsoever.
I feel traumatised by some of the things I saw towards the end and my heart breaks for my beautiful mum having to die like that with hardly any time to prepare. I cannot describe the pain and the emptiness I feel, I feel like I'm not even real.
I can't stand going out in public, when I see people my mum's age or older or people with their mums I can't cope, I lose it and start crying in places like the supermarket. I feel completely unstable and like I can't enjoy anything.
My son stays with his dad at weekends so I spend that time with my family but then when I come home I feel so isolated and alone. When I think about my mum it takes my breath away. I don't know how else to describe it and I'm rambling so thank you if anyone has read this.
I miss her so much.