My dad passed 4 wks ago and it’s still so raw … he was ill and in and out of hospital for the last 6 years. He passed peacefully and I’ve took comfort in that but gosh it hurts . My chest physically hurts with pain . I wish I knew the funeral was the start of the dealing with it all . I keep thinking he’s at the hospital still and it was a joke , a dream.
My friends and close family have been lovely but I’m left with a huge loneliness feeling. My mum is not part of my life and I feel like I’ve lost them both .
I’m trying to ride with the waves of emotion but I’m finding I just don’t want to know about other people’s problems , hear their life . Think I’ve hit the angry stage . I’m resenting that friends have one parent and siblings to work through the grief together … I then feel guilty for then feeling like that but I’m dealing with the grief and his estate/ probate on my own
The hardest part has been people’s lack of empathy and asking quite personal questions , making comments . It’s like I’ve to make them feel better … does that make sense?