My dad died on the 31st October his funreal was on 25th November and since the 26th the grief has hit me like a ton of bricks.
I feel guilt and pain my mind what's to know where he is. Seeing him ill then die is hard I think I am processing it and it hurts and i struggle to sleep and not eating well. Nothing seems the same just all surreal and pointless. I can't belive it's Christmas soon. I also feel quite anxious and a little scared does anyone else feel this way? When does it feel better? It's so hard nothing matters anymore and I feel like no one understands? All I can think about is him and the cycle that goes with it.