DC's Dad left a year ago.
The first 6 months or so was emotional but I felt positive and mostly relieved.
Now I am so low I struggle to pick myself up most days. I am trying, but am tearful and emotional. I feel fragile and things are falling apart.
I don't want to take a step back but feel a bit like throwing the towel in. I go through the motions of the stuff that I know keeps depression at bay, but it feels bad. I want to move forward but just don't have the energy.
I do pick myself up a bit but the slightest knock scares me. I want me back but she feels lost and tired.