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I just typed for the first time the word died, which must mean that I'm recognizing that my husband is no longer with me nor will he return to me. I'm not able to cope with these thoughts, I don't know how people cope when the heart hurts so badly.The only thing I can do for sure is cry for him, yell at him, suffer in my soul for him until I can't stand it anymore. Most people, friends, family are supportive but they don't want to hear my sob story or see me depressed. I guess for them it's time to turn the page even though it's only being one month and 10 days since he's passing. No one is there to listen to me and that's what he did best, although he did most of the talking...but he was always there for whatever I had to share with him. Now I talk to his picture and breakdown. What's the point of my life, I never saw myself being a widow. I can only wish that he remembers to come back and take me with him. I'm feeling hopeless and any other negative adjective in existence.
Thank you for allowing me to vent.
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Oh, how this post brings back memories of my first postings here. I think my husband had been gone about 6 weeks when I crawled out of my bed and turned on the computer. Every time I see a new person find this place I have two thoughts, one, how horrible it is someone else knows the pain I felt/feel, and two, thank God you found your way here. This site was my beacon of light in a dark existence. I have other children, grandchildren, lots of brothers, sisters, etc but I was alone. I could not say the words out loud because you cant speak through sobs, but you can type them here! It took a long time before I could write the words you wrote. And I still hate the word loss. As if I was negligent and misplaced him. I have been told it gets better with time. That has not been my experience. The only way it can be better is to be back the way it was. But it does get gentler. The pain dulls down. You will learn to do all those things you don't want to have to learn, and you will know he is proud of you for doing them. You will go days without needing to rant at him for leaving you. Let those around you who offer help to be there. If a friend offers to take you out for coffee, try to go. Get outside everyday for some fresh air. Take a walk. Your body needs to breath and move. Honor the love your husband has for you by taking care of yourself the way he wants you to. Hugs, Anna
Anna, thank you so much for your words. Since I really don't have anyone that I can talk to I've been writing and writing; it goes no where but it's better than yelling and having these breakdowns all by myself. How long have you been a widow? By the way, I hate that word, I never thought I would be a widow and now that I am, I'm not good at it and unfortunately there is no manual just one person helping the next. I'm glad I bumped into this site, at least I feel that I can share and be understood. I'm trying to do but I feel like I'm walking in a cloud and I just want to get off. Thank you, Lidia
My husband died at 5am July 1st 2011. It feels like yesterday, and a million years ago at that same time. I can close my eyes and feel him beside me but I cant find his scent in the house anymore. I have finally started a project that I have wanted to do and have been putting off as too hard. I am taking his shirts apart and making a quilt for each of our grandchildren, hopefully for Christmas. I was hoping today being my day off I would have gotten the first top pieced but I procrastinated cutting one of his favorites so maybe on Saturday it will be easier. I started this journey knowing I had to do this my way, at my speed. That's what keeps me sane. I don't make excuses to anyone for my actions, procrastinating, tears, or breakdowns. I hope you keep writing here. There are many caring understanding people here who do understand whatever mood you find yourself in. Take gentle care!
I'm thankful for this site and your responses. I'm also thankful that I kept my husbands' voice message on my cell; I keep playing them to hear his voice and have some sense of him with me, especially when I drive anywhere, he used to call me constantly wanting to know if I was ok. He knew my lack of sense of direction and he was my personal GPS. Now all I have left from him is this. People tell me in time all the memories are going to be happy moments that will bring me joy but right now I don't see that. I just want to be with him. I'm still in p.j.'s at 11pm I haven't had to energy or the willingness to even dress today. Fridays are horrible days for me now, he died 10am on a Friday, August 23rd,2013. This was our day to eat out, even if it was pizza, just as long as we could close the week and be together without work responsibilities for the next two days. Just to be together; what happened? now how do I stop hurting? how do I fill the whole in my soul?
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