My daughter died of cancer twelve weeks ago. Cant even believe I am writing this..
I am angry at people, not the whole world, but a couple of family members who seem to think its better to pretend she actually never lived at all.
I also can spot the LOOK now, the reaction when I meet people, like rabbits caught in headlights. " Ooo what to saywhat to do?" I feel uncomfortable for their obvious discomfort.
My response to it all is not going anywhere, avoiding all social events. I manage work, shopping and thats it.
I put on a pretty good face, but I really want to go to bed,stay there and have no one ever bother me again. Selfish as it sounds I havent got the energy for anyone elses feelings .
I know I cant go on like this and each day I start with good intentions, but by lunchtime Im longing for solitude.
I also dread the LOOK. When I see people and you can see the panic in their eyes "ooo what to say, what to do?"
I hate it. I am being made to feel uncomfrotable because my daughter died. Hey lets not upset anyone shall we.
Too late I am upset and sad and bloody angry. I really believe they think its done lets put a line under it all.