i lost my husband on November 13 2018 to lung cancer. I am screaming at the top of voice saying take me take me. He is a good man. Would do what ever for anyone. I get up only because I have 3 cats that need to be feed. I walk around not nowing what to do. Before he died I ran my home. I did everything because he was sick with stage 2 diabetes that wasn't controlled then cancer. But now I question every decision I make. I second guess everything. I'm not sleeping or eating. I also have stage 3 endometriosis pelvic chronic pain. I wish I could end my life. I just want to feel normal. I don't talk to anyone except a neighbor. But I really just want to die