So sorry for the loss I know what its like its horrible.
There is nothing I can say to help I don’t think other than describing my own situation as it has got a bit better… but everyone is different.
It’s been almost 6 months for me now. In the early days I thought some therapist/counsellor would be able to help me cope with the torment, but after speaking to several of them I have come to the conclusion there is no help, all they do is listen or tell me the obvious, and no one could help me cope with the pain. Everyone says you have to go through it. It’s horrible.
Almost 6 months in my feelings have changed. I used to be what I call in despair in the beginning and crying all the time. Now its moved to more depression and anxiety. I am depressed all the time and the anxiety is horrible, worse than depression, its constantly a strain on my chest causing fast and pounding heart beats, and deep breaths/sighs all the time. I am on medication for depression and anxiety but dont know if it works much as I still get a lot of anxiety.
I do think the days are easier to cope with now, especially if I dont have such bad depression. I don’t cry every day now. I cry a lot less and just get depressed thinking about him. Although I struggle to get up in the morning due to depression and I struggle to work a full day (I am self employed working from home). And I have no interests anymore. I used to always do stuff around the house or go cycling. I dont want to do anything now, I want to do nothing and close my eyes in thought.
I am trying to do a lot of meditation (I never used to) and trying to be more spiritual (I never was) as I want to believe he is somewhere and is happy. Meditation helps. I just lie down with ear plugs and eye mask and totally relax my body still and have lain like it for ages. I think it helps me think I am not in the real world, like an escape from it. I think its why I find it hard to get up in the morning, I don’t want to be in this reality.
I go to the pub every Friday and Saturday just for a couple of hours before it gets busy. That helps me, I see and talk to people I know. Sometimes we talk about what happened to Dylan, sometimes stuff nothing to do with Dylan.
We have come away for a few days with my other two kids as we need to make sure they are still taken care of. I have not had anxiety here perhaps due to the different setting.
I still have disbelief this happened. In my case the A&E have messed up big time. We have a report from them of what happened and they just messed up, real bad processes. We still have a lot of unanswered questions and I think it will go on for ages. So the disbelief for me is just how on earth this could have happened, and to us and him. He was healthy and happy and there was no reason for anything like this to happen, A&E should have better processes. So I just can’t believe it and keep wondering how I can get him back or change the past or at least visit in spiritually (some people online claim they do it!).
So I just get on with life, miserable, and just hope I will get better, and somehow get back to the person I was before. But i think it will take a long time, and never get back to who I was. I dont know though, and the dont know what the future will bring adds to the depression.