I have found this tonight while searching for how to deal with guilt after a loss.
My amazing mum passed 3 days before Christmas.
Honestly it completely broke me.
She was 57
Had been told her cancer treatment was working only a week before. We had planned to celebrate the results but sadly, didn’t get that chance.
When I had her in my home last, she took a shower. Her place was so cold she wanted to have a warm shower and get dressed in comfort. Obviously I was happy to do that for her. She only lives 20 mins away so I collected her.
While here she completely flooded the bathroom. I mean the floor was covered in water atleast a couple in he’s deep? Still to this day have no idea how she managed that? But I went in and said, wow mum how have you done this? I got to clearing it up. Didn’t shout at her, nothing like that. She was quiet and I didn’t pay much attention as I was worried the ceiling would start to leak.
10 mins later she comes down stairs
In my sons dressing gown
I said where’s my one I gave you? Go back up and the floors covered in water again. My dressing gown thrown said soaked? So I did tell her off. I asked wtf happened? Why didn’t you shout me? The ceiling could collapse as there was so much water in floor and I’d used every towel in the house to dry it?
She started to cry. I felt awful but still just wanted her to say I’m sorry?
Within 2 weeks of that event (despite there being many more nicer encounters between us) she died.
I feel like the biggest bit h in the world for shouting at her and making her cry. I know I was stressed cos I had to collect my 3 year old at nursery. I had to clean the floor twice and was worried about it ruining the ceiling etc. but my mum was ill
I think she couldn’t turn off the shower? I don’t know? But it haunts me a bit. The day before she died I saw her and had dropped some shopping off.
I had maybe half hour in her home and had to rush away (3 days before Christmas with a toddler in tow) last thing she said was il speak to you tomorrow. Tomorrow never came
And I feel awful I didn’t stay longer or tell her I love you mum. I was in such a rush I didn’t even say love you mum.
wtf
These things are breaking my heart. I’m still crying every day. I miss her so much.
She was the bravest funniest most amazing person. And I wish so much I’d told her more.
It’s only been 6 weeks. So I knwi I have a way to go. But the idea il never see her or get to tell her I love her it just hurts so much. All the plans we had for Christmas too. Just everything. I’m not sure how I would ever let go of that. I don’t even know if I want to? I almost feel I can’t be happy cos I feel ashamed for it
How can someone be happy when their mum died? Does it look like I don’t care? I dunno I just seem to wanna hurt myself over and over and I know deep down mum wouldn’t want me to be doing this.
Guilt or regrets - whatever one it is. It sucks and it’s probably been the most difficult part so far for me. Like all the good stuff I did for and with her are forgotten and I can only think of the times I let her down
I just wish I could tell her I’m so sorry and I wish she could somehow let me know she’s somewhere near by and that she is ok x
I just don’t like the idea that that’s it for her? That it’s over? That she isn’t near me? I hate the idea il never see her face i hear her voice ever again. I just have to hope and pray that there is something more to us humans and our energy never dies? That she’s around me and my kids and she’s happy.
Sorry for the long message
It’s been a really hard day today and I’ve been up crying all night so just writing everything that’s in my head here
Xx