I recently lost my husband to terminal cancer after a very long two years.
We have twin girls, 22, one of which is managing to cope as she has a very busy university course. The other, however, has more time on her hands and is progressively becoming worse. She has, quite literally given up. She says things like ‘ there’s no point in me being here’ etc. she is currently seeing a councillor and I am today, taking her to a doctor as the councillor has suggested medication.
I selfishly feel like I cannot grieve. I’m beyond worried about my daughter and the devastating impact my husbands death has left on her, on us all.
I foolishly thought that our lives, while difficult, would involve us all , moving as one in the hope of eventually accepting. I’m so alarmed at the deterioration of my daughter and can only hope that some interim medication has an immediate effect.