I miss him so much. I can’t function sick of trying to pretend I am ok when I am dying inside.
I lost my husband on 10 September and I never knew that pain could go so deep. When you say dying inside I know that you are speaking for me too. The grief is like a tsunami which rolls over you and cannot be stopped. I don’t know about you but I find the mornings are the worst. I wake up and for a second or two I forget and then reality kicks in and you feel that pain again. I don’t even try to pretend I am ok because it is too exhausting so for now I am keeping in touch with people by text or phone. I. Know that we accept that our partner is dead and that crying won’t change that but then nothing else will I am told that it gets easier but like you it is too raw to ever believe that. I hope you have support around you and wish you well.
Meant 10 October. Just shows what a mess your mind gets into