So to make a horrific situation worse, the funeral home botched my husband's burial. As I believe I previously mentioned, we're very poor and my husband didn't leave any life insurance, will or anything else. His second cousin, who works at a funeral home assured me that he would handle everything and would make sure that my husband had a proper, decent funeral and burial.
The funeral was very nice, but at my husband's internment, my family and I were unceremoniously told by…Continue
There's a comedy called Groundhog Day with Bill Murray where he's forced to live the same day over and over again. I feel like the same thing is happening to me, and it isn't funny. The days are flying by and I'm standing still. I almost forgot to change my calendar. It's like I'm in some sort of time warp. I'm just going through the motions and barely doing that. At least I did laundry today, though. That was a good thing. I'm trying to take it one day at a time as someone suggested, but…Continue
This is my first blog post. I've been going to see a grief therapist. I've never gone to therapy before. Since my husband died though, I've been struggling with this mountain of grief, anxiety, and depression that's so overwhelming, I thought I was going to die myself at times.
Before my husband died, I was already under a tremendous amount of stress and my primary care doctor gave me some anti-anxiety medication and recommended I should see a grief therapist when I told him about how…Continue