It was my partner’s funeral today.
I thought that maybe I’d feel better - it’s been six weeks and I was a bit less…crazy?…with the grief.
But I feel bloody worse. I want the funeral and wake to go on forever because everyone was talking about him and sharing memories and I felt ok to cry loads. Now I’m at home and feel dreadful, as bad as the first day, if not worse.
I don’t even know what I’m asking really.