My kind, generous, supportive, wonderful husband died in May 2017. At first, like all of you, I simply didn’t know how to deal with it. He’d been ill with bowel cancer for 18 months, and the chemo didn’t cure it.
Tears followed me every day at first and it’s only now, after 8 months that I have some tear free days.
I decided to try bereavement counselling, provided by the hospital and the lovely lady helped me think through my feelings and emotions. She said it was about finding my new ‘normal’, and how right she was.
I realise I have at last turned a corner. I know I must take action to rid myself of this dreadful loneliness. I’m going to seek a voluntary role, through ‘Do-it.org’, as I need to interact with people. Most days I don’t speak to anyone and that’s not good. I need to focus on someone else’s problems rather than my own.
I’ll report back when I find my new ‘normal’, whatever it might be.