My Dad passed away from cancer exactly a month ago. Even saying that doesn’t sink in fully.
We knew he was heading that way but thought we had a little longer as he was only diagnosed 4 months earlier. Since he passed I have cried, I’ve been angry and I’ve been numb. But what scares me the most are the days that are normal. The days where the world goes on. I’m back to work and it feels like everyone has just forgotten and it’s taboo to talk about it.
I know I could have seen my Dad more, talked to him more and I have so many regrets. I don’t feel like I’m living up to his memory and feel like I’m disappointing him all the time. But I don’t know what he would have expected of me. He was a great Dad and I have lots of memories from my childhood I just wish I’d have made more effort in recent years (I’m 24)
I don’t feel like I’ve said goodby yet. I didn’t connect well with his funeral but I’m not sure if I’m lacking closure or if closure just isn’t possible when it’s your parent.
I guess what I’m trying to say is I’m a mess. I’m broken but I think I’m doing it all wrong and I don’t know how to do it. I’ve no idea how to handle anything. On the outside I say yes I’m okay and I get on with my day.
I’m sorry to rant on I’m just hoping someone has advice or share experience or anything really...