Broken

This is my first post....

I have attempted to write something here before now in hope that I could offer someone some support or strength but the words never came to me - I haven't  quite been able to describe how I feel and also for the past 365 days have been in complete, shock, denial and devestation.

I lost my wonderful, smart, complex, loving, funny generous, consistent fun loving dada on the 11th July 2020 and feel as though it's getting more painful with every day that passes. 

I have been reading through some of the heartfelt gut wrenchingly sad experiences people have been bravely sharing and feel guilty that I got to enjoy 7 good years following his prostate cancer diagnosis ...but he had only just turned 58 when he went to sleep last year and I feel robbed of him and alone and desperately sad that he doesn't get to enjoy any more of the wonderful life he cherished so much. 

I have a wonderful partner who was ridiculously supportive during dada's passing and I have a nice life but am struggling to find meaning in anything at all and often feel extremely empty and in actual physical pain at the thought of how it all happened and what transpired before he went downhill - my family broke down, really and truly as a result of the cancer and the strain that it put on everything. 

That aside, I keep reading that in time you learn to live with the pain and it gets easier but im not sure it will, I genuinely feel that when dada died, a part of me also died with him. I feel lost without him, he was my confident and my counsel and my friend, I loved our chats and our time together and feel completely devastated that our long 34 year long relationship was blighted for the final 3 years we had together. I have so many regrets about things that were said and how things happened and his passing was not at all as I would have hoped for it to be for him but I loved and admired him completely and feel broken at not being able to share any of my life with him any more. 

I think I may have rambled a bit on and I'm not sure how much support this will offer anyone out there reading but it's been helpful to share all the same

Hoping for some light to shine again xx

 

  • Hi Boogloo so sorry you carnt seem to forget your sad loss. You never will it is something that is with you every day. I lost my darling husband in May 2020 he had prostate cancer from 2014 for 6 years we struggled on. I was the disabled one replaced knees and both hips angina, diabetes, stenosis of the spine, he was my carer and the roll was reversed. A year later he had his gallbladder out and had 2 big heart attacks in the recovery room, his left ventrical didn't work right he had a defib and pacemaker fitted. A year later they found pullamery fibrosis and said he would live about 3 years that would have been June 2020. He then got diabetes and couldn't walk very well. In 2019 they gave us an hospital bed and he managed to go to the loo. Inseptembet2019 he was doing odd things and was diagnosed with vascular dementia, my world fell apart . I had overian cancer but it was ok when removed . He still knew me up to the time he died. We always spoke about when the time came we knew what we wanted. It was sad but it was coming no stopping it. He died in my arms snuggling into me , he didn't eat or drink or speak for 2 days before he passed but I knew he loved me and I him. We had been married 53 years. I now find I could have breast cancer I get my results in the morning. So I could be with him again sooner than I thought. Remember all the wonderful times you had with your dada he would want you to get on and have a happy life with your partner and rejoice the time you had with him take care light a candle every day love Florance 25xx