Reading each and every one of your messages and my heart goes out to you.
My DH died in an accident at the age of 55 when I was just 50. It was such a shock and for years I struggled to cope with the grief and loneliness.
I didn’t conform to the ‘grieve for a year’ message society tried to impose on me and three years down the line wondered if I would ever be me again. The grief was overwhelming. I was consumed by thoughts of my DH and the accident that ended his life. Lost in a life that I just didn't recognise.
Then gradually things started to change. I had some counselling, moved across the country, reduced my career stress and developed a new life. Despite being quite introvert I accepted every invitation that came my way in my new home. I also joined Meetup. Both helped to make a new group of friends.
18 years down the line I can honestly say I am happier than I have ever been. I knew when my DH died, that I would never remarry and have come to love living alone. A great social life means that alone, never means lonely.
I still think about my DH every day, but now it isn’t with sadness. Rather a smile and gentle memories of the life and love we shared together.
For anyone struggling with the early days I would really encourage Bereavement Counselling and say, that you won’t always feel like this. It will get easier, the grief will soften and gradually you will build a life around the memories of the happier times you shared together.
Just keep putting one foot in front of the other and be kind to yourself !!