Hi All
I’m new to this site and am just looking for thoughts on whether what I am feeling is “normal”.
I lost my Dad to leukaemia just over a year ago. He was only 60 and I was 29. He’d been diagnosed for just over a year and actually had a good survival chance at the beginning. It went from him being low risk, to finding a 100% match for a bone marrow transplant, spending over a month in hospital preparing for the transplant, to catching an acute form of pneumonia, being in intensive care for two weeks, to slowly deteriorating and then sadly passing away. We had a complete rollercoaster of events and emotions. One of the main things that I can’t move passed is that I didn’t get to say goodbye to my Dad, as he passed away in hospital 15 minutes before I arrived.
The first year seemed like a complete blur and was honestly the fasted year of my life. It’s this second year that I’m finding a lot more difficult. I seem to be reliving every little detail again. My boyfriend of 2 years moved in with me this year. He has been a great support to me during the past two years, but lately I have grown extremely distant from him. I can barely have a conversation with him some evenings and have lost all interest in us having a future together. I can’t bear to think about my Dad not walking me down the aisle, or my Dad not ever meeting my children or both of my parents not living in to their old age together. I am struggling so much with coming to terms with this that I have now decided to look in to bereavement counselling. It’s affected everything in my life. I really do feel that when my Dad passed away, a bit of me died with him. I am concerned with how things have become with my boyfriend. He knows I’m grieving badly, but we have become very short with one another. We never used to bicker. I have seriously thought about us splitting up, as this isn’t fair on him. I feel I need to concentrate 100% on dealing with my grief and can’t even think about working out our relationship. I feel really awful about it. Before he moved in I could sob my heart out and let my emotions out. Now I feel I have to have a quiet cry upstairs or before he comes home.
Sorry for the long post. I’m just wondering if anyone else out there has been through/is going through a similar situation.
Thank you for taking the time to read this :)