And to be honest so do I.
If I'm sad and missing my Dad dh can hug me, and talk about him.
If I'm down right mardy, difficult and seriously frustrated he does not know how to handle it. Neither do I.
Its 12 months in April since Dad died, and mostly it feels like yesterday.
I miss him like hell. My feelings change from complete exhasution (despite sleeping 10 hours most nights) to just a general can not be arsed attitude.
I am on a waiting list for councelling. I think I am losing the plot sometimes. Today I sobbed my heart out at work and could barely hold it together.
Don't even know why I am posting, just good to hear from others who are travelling the same awful journey.