Oh my goodness this is so totally me. My Dad drowned when I was 10 during the school holidays of 1976. When I went back to school none of my friends knew how to behave around me.
From then on I learnt to pretend that everything was ok & to not talk about how I was feeling.
I’n 2017 my husband of 26 years died suddenly after falling off of a ladder in our garden. He was 54 & I was 51. I found him 12 hours afterwards laying dead. People still say how strong I’ve been & how well I’ve coped with everything but even after 5 years I’m still not coping with the vision constantly in my head of finding him.
As usual I’ve pretended that I’m ok but a few weeks ago I had a bit of a breakdown & now looking to finally talk to somebody about all these issues.
My advice to anybody going through such horrendous situations is to talk talk talk & to not pretend that you’re ok, get help early on!!!
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