And yet another week without my dear husband. This makes six weeks since he passed. This is the worst time keeping ever. So unreal; such a time warp. I'm brought to tears when I have to say my name. Just saying my last name brings the fact that I'm his widow right to front of my thoughts. I'm terrified to meet new clients. To have the inevitable questions about what my husband does, or about my marital status. You know the small talk that will now have me melt down. I have a hard time saying "I'm a widow". I have a hard time believing it still.
1/21/17 every time I heard how many days the President has been in office I'm reminded how long Mark has been gone. I'm not sure how long this will last but I have to go on. I am so sorry for your loss. When I hear other men at work talk about their anniversary plans or valentines plans I had a melt down. I wish I had some words of encouragement but we can share our thoughts and feelings. I don't want to stay home from work because I think about him and I go to work and I am reminded of him. I pray for our healing and ability to go on for our children and family.
I am with you, VenusBlue. I am in week 6 as well, day 46. I was not much of a calendar watcher before this, but I am keeping time that way now, too. It's surreal, this whole mess is surreal. I find myself accepting it for a split second, and then spending the next few days in disbelief and howling denial. I have not said the widow word out loud yet. I am sorry that you are here, but you are in my prayers.
The "whole mess is surreal" that is the perfect description. They say there are 5 stages of grief : "Denial & Isolation", Anger, Bargaining, Depression, Acceptance. These stages don't happen in any particular order or amount of time. I think I agree with that. I found I can end up in a stage for a day or two. I have also experienced all the stages in about 90 seconds. There are times the stages multitask and I have two three stages at the same time.
Sometimes I can function "ok" and there are other times I find my self staring off into space and not being able to move ( like I weigh 5000 pounds).
The first few weeks after I lost Lori ( she was the beautiful most soul I ever met ) many days I would fill up the tank of the car point it a direction and drive till the needle was heading to E; I would fill it up again and reverse the route. I felt like was searching for something - but was in a fog and just couldn't find it. I drove so much I had the oil changed twice since January.
I am sorry for your loss and that anyone has a reason to be here. I pray that you are able, to someday,find peace and your pain eases.
I prefer to think of it as a tornado - emotions swirling all around, and every second or minute or hour, some different feeling or horrible thought or wonderful memory gets thrown out. And we have to deal with it, no matter what it is. And yes, multitasking is a requirement.
I do a lot of staring too, and I find myself forgetting tasks in the middle of them. I used to be a great driver and I loved to drive, but now I am kind of afraid to be on the road.
Welcome, Soul. I am so sorry that you have to be here, but like others will tell you, it's good that you found this place. Read through and/or post in the forums. Make a few friends and see if you can connect with them directly; that one-to-one support has really helped me.
I hope that you find a bit of peace each day.
Im 12 days out. I think I stopped counting hours and minutes thankfully. Days fly by especially with taking care of the kids but nights are sooooooo loooooong.