Hi.

Firstly I’m sorry for your losses.

Reading these posts, so much of what is said I can relate to.

I lost my Mum 3 months to the day she was diagnosed. The anger I feel , that there was not any opportunity to give her more time, is a big part of my grief. I am also traumatised by much of what I saw her go through, and those images haunt me day and night.

I feel so lost, it’s like I’ve lost my moorings and am just drifting. I feel like I am outside, watching life carrying on, but cannot get back into it.

I relate so much to what others have said, it doesn’t feel real. I too, am hiding. On a good day I try to go out, even if to only walk the dog, but other days I cannot face it.

I feel like in losing my Mum, I lost me too, as I do not recognise the person I now am. 

There is no joy to be had, when you cannot share it with the one person you want to the most.

I never realised grief could disable someone to this extent.

I am having counselling, which is good as it’s a safe place to offload. However I still feel a million miles away from normal, whatever that is.

I do however, find a little comfort here, reading that others are feeling similar. 

Best wishes to you all

I can totally understand what you are saying, no one should ever see the horror of there loved ones dying my sister and I did everything we could for my mom but both could not be there at the end and that will haunt me for the rest of my life. 

I can totally understand what you are saying, no one should ever see the horror of there loved ones dying my sister and I did everything we could for my mom but both could not be there at the end and that will haunt me for the rest of my life.