My son died 6 weeks ago from leukaemia, I am so heartbroken and really struggling with accepting it. (then 5 weeks to the day my brother died), My son did not have a partner, I just wanted to be with him all the time. I feel I am ill, my body is in a constant state of anxiety, I've never experienced anything like this before, I was always a calm and confident person and now the simplest things get me in a state of anxiety. I have a husband who is just coping with it, he is concerned for me but doesn't know what to do. I have other family but they don't live close by. I have one or two friends close by, but I don't feel I can confide in them to much. I don't want to burden people, I think they're getting fed up with me and the phone calls and texts have reduced significantly, I really don't know what to do or where to get the strength I need.
I watched my son take his last breath, 6 months after his diagnosis of MDS, he was in hospital the whole time and there were very few days that I wasn't with him, I moved to the area near the hospital, as it was 100 miles away, rented a flat and was at the hospital every day. Now I'm back home the loneliness of it and all the flashbacks means I have disturbed sleep. I still have to go through my brothers funeral. I'm dreading it. Because my brother died in unusual circumstances all the focus then shifted away from the loss of my son to dealing with my brothers death, I just can't shake off this feeling, I want to be ok, I really do, but what can I do, the loneliness is overwhelming and thoughts of my son are constant, I don't think there is anybody to help, I feel abandoned, the only thing I feel would help me is if my son came back, that's not going to happen obviously.
it is my 60th birthday this week