Just to update because I think I would have blown my marriage up if not for you amazing people...
Dh's mood seems to have plateaued. He is still angry but he is handling it a lot better.
I sent him some links that people here shared and also some that the lovely lovely lady from Andy's Man Club gave me. He has taken some baby steps and has sent some emails and had a call with a lady from Compassionate Friends. He is going to a meeting with other local Bereaved parents in a town a few miles away on Saturday and going to the Andy's Man Club meeting on Monday.
He also has his NHS counselling session on Monday.
I think he is starting the rose tinted glasses about his son have started to slip. When he was alive dh would chastise him. Come to me for advice and then do the opposite (my dd's dad has 2 older kids who I have helped raise to 19 and 21 even after we have split). But he would try and make dss take responsibility for his own poor choices. Now he is dead it is like dh is afraid to admit that his son had a part tonplaybin his own death. He was a type 1 diabetic who didn't take his meds and relied on his pump to do all the work for him. He knew the consequences. He was told repeatedly it could kill him. He knew what eating shit would do. But like all teens he thought he was invincible. I think dh is very conflicted that he feels angry at his son for being a twat and then feels guilty for being angry and blaming him.
I have ried to say its ok to be cross. You got cross at him when he was alive without issue sonwhy cant you be angry and tell he was a twat just because he died. Doesnt mean you dont love him same as it didnt when he was alive.
Maybe its a bloke thing...
and theybsay women are the overly emotion sex/gender.
But his son was a bugger. He was a grumpy, grunting Kevin the teenager on steroids. He was just starting to find his way in the world. He was finding out who he was. He rang me a few weeks before he died, him and dh had had a row about him skipping school, failing his mocks and never turning in his homework. He wanted to rant about DH so we chatted and we laughed and we talked about his wedding speech. He asked if he could bring a friend to the wedding and if "he" could stay in dss room. I told him he could bring whomever he wanted to the wedding as his plus 1 but he was not sharing a room with his partner regardless of what gender they were...he was too young and not emotionally ready.
He laughed at me. And told me his mum would have gone mad at him for it being a boy. I said I couldn't give a stuff if he was dating the coffee table as long as he was safe and happy. He asked what his dad would say. I told him the truth. That his dad only cares that he is safe and happy. And that he gets angry because he loves dss so much and hates to see him throwing his opportunities away.
He told me over text about 2 weeks before he died that he was sick of being angry all the time. We talked about his mismanagement of his diabetes and it being the likely cause of how he was feeling. He said his doctor and told him the same.
He said he hated being at home. He hated school, hated his life, hated his illness. He confessed to having messed with his meds to try and kill himself. I told dh who told his exw. She told us it was in hand and the psychologist at the hospital was dealing with it and told him to butt out. It was nothing to do with him or me.
Dss voiced he was considering colleges near us, but moving in with us over 200 miles away wasn't an option because then he wouldn't have his friends etc. I told him it was an option we could discuss after his exams and he could do college here but there would be rules and one non negotiable was he took his meds properly and started to manage his condition. The other was he would not be sitting on his arse all day and he would be attending college and working his butt off for his course. He laughed and said "God you're a proper mum aren't you" probably my proudest moment 🤣🤣
He shouldn't have died. It was so avoidable.
I want to find a way of making sure something good comes out of it.
When we got married we asked everyone to make a donation to diabetes UK in his name. Based on what people have told me since I reckon they got about 2k out of it.
I can't help wondering if doing something to fundraise or raise awareness would help dh come to terms with it a bit better.
Sorry I am rambling.