Ladies,
I echo all of your words and feelings completely. My life ended too on that day in July 2020 when my wife passed away suddenly and unexpectedly. She was - and still is - everything to me. I seem to survive each day only by putting myself into a state of mental numbness. When I think too deeply about my “life” now I just struggle to cope. As far as I’m concerned there is no future for me, life has absolutely no meaning any more and I feel as if I’m living on borrowed time (for various reasons). I pray (something I never used to do) every night and ask that I be reunited with my wife as soon as possible.
It’s a living hell. I’m fed up with this unrelenting pain. Everyday is a struggle, nothing but heartache.