I have also been where you are OP. The acceptance, the calmness, the not wanting to talk to anyone about it or discuss it because the descision had been made.
So, why am I still here? Someone at the hospital saw past this dreadful illness. And it IS an illness. You are desperately unwell. The person asked me at the hospital to hang on just one more day. To go somewhere safe, a hospital ward. Away from my partner, away from my family, just to be....me.
And I stayed away. For two weeks. I stayed away from everything that was making the illness worse. And slept...BOY..did I sleep. It was my brains way of resting from the illness for a while. Letting it heal juuussst enough to see that I needed help, gave me the courage/strength to accept a little help, from many quarters. It doesn't happen overnight, it is a process. But you CAN feel better. And you WANT to feel better, somehow.
We are here. We are ALL here for you, holding your hand. Helping you get past this truly awful bit. Nobody will judge. Parenting is often hard. LIFE is often very hard. But it is precious, as are you to your family and them to you.
Stay with us, for a little bit. Let us help you. x