Post by vvb9902 on Jul 26, 2019 15:43:38 GMT
I lost a sister back in 2009. In 2014 my Dad died. He was my hero, my protector. Mom passed 16 months later, in 2016. She was my everything.
I never ‘recovered’ after my Dad’s passing. When Mom died my world was left completely shattered, and I’ve been broken beyond repair.
A few months after she died I began experiencing emotional abuse from my husband.
The year Mom died my son had a heart health scare that turned out to be benign. I myself had a cancer scare. Again, benign. Then my son had a car accident. He was fine, just a few scratches here and there. But seeing the car you’d have thought it would have been so much worse.
I went through these experiences without any family support despite having 2 remaining siblings. Nobody once asked how my son is, how I was.
Other traumatic experiences were to be had, and again, no family.
3 1/2 years after Mom’s death I’m not any better. It’s been a terrifying existence for me. My son and daughter are my world, and outside of that there’s nothing left. I’m still with my husband but I just ... exist.
I have a therapist but am unable to see him as often as I’d like because of financial difficulties.
So glad to have found this place. I’m in need of a catharsis.
I never ‘recovered’ after my Dad’s passing. When Mom died my world was left completely shattered, and I’ve been broken beyond repair.
A few months after she died I began experiencing emotional abuse from my husband.
The year Mom died my son had a heart health scare that turned out to be benign. I myself had a cancer scare. Again, benign. Then my son had a car accident. He was fine, just a few scratches here and there. But seeing the car you’d have thought it would have been so much worse.
I went through these experiences without any family support despite having 2 remaining siblings. Nobody once asked how my son is, how I was.
Other traumatic experiences were to be had, and again, no family.
3 1/2 years after Mom’s death I’m not any better. It’s been a terrifying existence for me. My son and daughter are my world, and outside of that there’s nothing left. I’m still with my husband but I just ... exist.
I have a therapist but am unable to see him as often as I’d like because of financial difficulties.
So glad to have found this place. I’m in need of a catharsis.