I guess I’m just looking for some reassurance/positive words. I lost my dad on Friday night, he was only 58. We had to watch and wait for 9 hours til he gave up his fight and it was pretty traumatic.
I’m really struggling with how hurt and empty I’m feeling - I don’t understand how I can continue to live while feeling this pain. I have 2 young children (2 & 7 months) and know I need to stay strong so that I can continue to be a good mum, but how is that possible? Is it always going to be this painful? I can’t stop the thoughts from the hospital experience and have also been tormenting myself with the ‘what ifs’, around the time that we weren’t with him in hospital (overnight, before he deteriorated).
We have to start planning his funeral today and the thought of having to watch my dad being lowered into the ground makes me shake with fear.
I read about keeping a routine - do I try to return to the gym this week? It feels so absurd to try and continue living as normal when my world feels it has stopped.
This is so hard 😥