Hey all
So i've posted on here quite a few times about my beautfiul mum who passed away after a really short diagnosis with primary lung cancer. I am five months on, and somedays were feeling a little easier to be honest, but this morning I had to go and collect her ashes for her burial tomorrow, and I honestly now feel like I am back right at day one. I can't believe my mum can fit into a paper bag.
I also cannot relate to anyone unless they have experienced this, I know that sounds really dramatic, but I am only 33, so I am the first person I know who has lost a parent, and I feel like there is an expectation that i should be getting on but i just don't know if can do this without her, i really don't. It feels suffocating :(
