My husband passed away on 16th September, I found him, in our lounge
room, collapsed on the floor. I thought that he had fallen and hit his
head, but when I moved his arm there was no response, I think I knew he
was dead, but called 000 and did cpr a...
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My husband passed away on 16th September, I found him, in our lounge
room, collapsed on the floor. I thought that he had fallen and hit his
head, but when I moved his arm there was no response, I think I knew he
was dead, but called 000 and did cpr and mouth-to-mouth until help
arrived. It was awful. Probably the worst thing I have ever experienced.
I thank God for my kids (all adults) who were with me as soon as they
could. I am grateful for the friends who have rallied around me. It
hasnt been long, I realise that, but I am so lonely. I cry so much and
when I think I can't cry any more the tears come again. I wander around
the house lost. I don't know where to turn. I am seeing my psych more at
the moment that ever before. I take my meds, more aware of how much I
need them now. But I find coping on a day to day basis so hard. And the
anger, it is so intense. I let people see only a part of me, they dont
see the loneliness, the hurt and pain, the depression that is worse than
ever. I try not to let people in to my empty world, I pretend all is ok
and I am getting on with life, when in reality I am not. My step
daughters (both adults) want to come and go through their fathers stuff,
I have said no, they dont understand that I need to do it in my own
time, when I am ready. They tell me I am selfish, but I need time with
what I have left of him, and that is just his material possessions. I
dont know what is right or wrong with regards his things. We had been
together 15 years. It wasnt a lifetime in some peoples lives, but it was
our life time. I am scared of being alone and I am scared of how this is
affecting my depression and bi=polar. Its funny people always tell me I
am a strong person, but I am not. I am not coping and don't know where
to turn. The loss is so immense, part of me wishes I was with with him,
not that I am suicidal, just lonely and lost. My children tell me to
call anytime, but I don't want to burden them. I wonder where I am
heading now, what do I do with my days, how do I continue on. He was my
world, we did everything together and I am just broken. Have you
experienced what I am going through? How did you cope? How did you get
through? Life seems so unfair, we had just moved to a new house, we had
made plans. So lost, so lonely, so angry, so heart broken, so depressed,
so very very sad