There is hope...

Coping with bereavement
1

Read this today and felt it deeply. I’m coming up to month 4 without my Dad. Waking up every morning realising all over again that he’s never coming back. Reliving his last months of pain and heartache. Grieving the life we should be having now as a family, not the one we’ve been forced to endure. But, there is hope, lot’s of it, for all of us…and please never, ever forget that :heart::broken_heart:

“It’s funny, grief, isn’t it? How you die with them. Whoever you were before has gone. Your ghost walks the earth. You look the same, sound the same, but are not the same. You don’t breathe oxygen the way you did before. You negotiate life under an ocean. Drowning as you do your shopping, drowning as you ride the bus, drowning as you go to work. You can’t live with this, you think. No one could live with this. It’s unliveable. Then there are moments when your head rises above the water. You find something funny, laugh. A glimpse of your previous self. Until you are submerged once again.”
― Charlotte Levin

6 Likes
2

That is so true. It literally felt as though we all died. I have no idea how we’re all still surviving. But we are. Thank you for sharing, and hugs :yellow_heart:.

2 Likes
3

Peppermint that is so true. I feel exactly the same. Its so difficult to raise my head above the water .
Thank you for this i miss my lovely mum so much. Im sorry you are going through this too xxx

2 Likes
4

Hi @Peppermint
Thanks for sharing this I’m with you all the way. I think the thing is that we do die with our loved one’s but its because we change so much as people. I know I have. It makes you want to make a difference in the world somehow and be a better person. I’m not going to be the one who works all day, comes home, goes to bed and the same the next day and so on. We need to tend to ourselves more, enjoy more and just try to live more. That’s what I’ve learned from my grief journey and I’m hoping to put it into practice. I’m sure our loved ones would want that for us. I’m still grieving my mam’s passing and it’s still hard but there is light at the end of the tunnel
Take care :heart:

3 Likes
5

I’ve been scarred for life, no longer trust the NHS, am constantly fearful for me and those around me, and have had no choice but to step up and support others in my family. My life has turned to the worst kind of :poop: within the space of a week. I wake up anxious, I’m fearful for the future. There is nothing good to have come out of this absolutely heart breaking and terribly traumatic situation, which I hold the local primary care centre solely responsible for. I’m only in my 30s (I recognise that there are people younger than me who also experience this trauma, for which I am truly sorry).

1 Like