I don’t know if this is the right topic thread to post this in and I don’t even know why I’m posting this. Just to get it off my chest really.
About 6 months ago, my dad died suddenly and unexpectedly. I’m mostly at peace with it, or so I thought. It was the ‘best’ kind of sudden and unexpected death for a 77 year old with no suffering or illness. I’m truly happy for him that this was how he went. Terrible for my mum who found him. He had no funeral, as that is what he wanted. That was kind of hard but kind of not.
christmas has been tricky this year at points and I’ve grieved quietly, mostly.
Yesterday, my partner of 16 years told me it’s over. We have two kids together. One with additional needs who has been out of school for 18 months and is starting a new specialist school in a few days. He’s made good strides recently with his mental health and I’m so worried about the impact of this on him.
To make it harder still, we will still need to live together for a while and until our son is settled, we don’t want to tell the kids. I feel this would be a huge emotional setback for him which could result in this school placement failing. We’ve fought via a tribunal for this.
I’m in bits. I’ve been wobbly over my dad this past week and now this. Another loss. I don’t have any friends to talk about this with. I did go to my mum’s last night and told her about it. I knew that staying at home around him and the kids would result in me starting an argument and it getting messy. Mum and I had a good cry together. Nothing she can do about it though other than to say it’s so sad. She’s grieving my dad terribly and her grief is out of love. I’m grieving the loss of my relationship because he doesn’t love me.
The rejection is terrible. I’m 49, perimenopausal, just diagnosed with ADHD, managing a stressful job with a teenager with complex needs and a primary school aged child who has a full life.
It’s New Year’s Eve, I’m at home with my kids. He’s gone to stay over at his dad’s.
i need to get through it as smoothly as possible.
I can get anxiety when I feel overwhelmed and I’m an over thinker. I feel blindsided by everything that needs to be done and what might be, whilst thinking about what won’t ever be now.
Im so sad, lonely and feel so useless. I’d really like a big hug from my dad.
I don’t know the point of this other than to share what a shitter it is and hope someone can tell me it’ll be alright.