I very sadly lost my husband at the beginning of January. I thought I was doing OK, but in honesty, I am just doing what people expect of me. They don't see the real me, the one who struggles to get up in the morning, the one who has to carry on working as though everything is fine. It seems like no one now acknowledges the fact that my husband was fading away the whole of last year.
To top it all, one of my stepdaughters seems intent on causing a fight with me. Unfortunately her dad didn't leave any inheritance for her and her sister, this was only because he gave them whatever he had, whilst he was alive. He didn't have any secret monies saved anywhere. He died without a will, his arguement being that he didnt have anything to leave.
One of my stepdaughters is now saying that she wants to come round to have a look to see what she wants, she wants half the ashes. My only problem with the ashes is I was fine for her to have a small amount for memorial jewellery etc. But I feel that we are not going to be scattering all of him. It's almost like we are dismantling him and he won't be whole anymore. I have kept all my texts very sympathetic and basically agree mostly to her demands, even when I know she is trying to provoke an arguement.
She has always been difficult, her dad was concerned that she would take her grief out on me and that is exactly what is happening. When my husband was alive she would fly off the handle and bully him until she got what she wanted. There are mental health issues involved on her side, I am trying my best to keep a level head. The problem Is i dread hearing from her, it's feels like she thinks I am completely over his death, in truth I am barely functioning myself. Her texts just reawaken all the awful feelings again and really sully my lovely memories of a wonderful man and husband. Can someone please help me navigate my way through this.
Thank-you