Chincho
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My husband passed away 8 months ago, after battling lung cancer for almost two years. He was 48. We had been married for 23 years and had been friends since we were 16. He was my soulmate, the love of my life, my best friend and supporter.
Since he died, I've been really busy with all the paperwork. In my country, it's much easier to have a child than to have someone die.
Also, in the past 8 months, my mother and my sister, who live in the States, visited twice; my eldest son left for college; my youngest son finished high school; I had gall bladder surgery one day and peritonitis surgery three days later; and changed my PTSD medication twice.
The change in medication was really hard. I stopped taking Effexor, and started Brintellix and later Vibryd which didn't work at all, and am now taking Pristiq which seems to be finally working. This caused me to be without a working med for about two months, and that made all my symptoms come back and threw me into a deep depression.
I am still pretty depressed, and when I see my therapist and talk, my eyes seem to leak. It's not that I cry, but tears just fall down my cheeks on their own. The last time I really cried was at my husband's funeral.
My T says that I have been too busy to mourn (or grieve? English is not my mother tongue, sorry!).
Last weekend my youngest went on a trip. My T told me to take advantage of being alone and to try and have a good cry, and start grieving. She did say that mourning can take up to 2 years though, and that I shouln't worry.
I couln't cry, not even listening to sad songs or going through old photographs. I just felt very tired.
Most of the day it's like I can't feel anything, my brain doesn't let me think of feelings, it only lets me think of actions. When I do feel, it's mostly helplessness, sadness and anger. And astonishment because I was so sure I would die before him, and I was certain we would grow old together.
Mostly I just want to lie in bed forever, but I don't. And I've had suicidal ideations, but I couln't let my boys go through another loss.
I know every person is different, but I would be thankful for any advice or opinion.
(Sorry this is so long!)
My husband passed away 8 months ago, after battling lung cancer for almost two years. He was 48. We had been married for 23 years and had been friends since we were 16. He was my soulmate, the love of my life, my best friend and supporter.
Since he died, I've been really busy with all the paperwork. In my country, it's much easier to have a child than to have someone die.
Also, in the past 8 months, my mother and my sister, who live in the States, visited twice; my eldest son left for college; my youngest son finished high school; I had gall bladder surgery one day and peritonitis surgery three days later; and changed my PTSD medication twice.
The change in medication was really hard. I stopped taking Effexor, and started Brintellix and later Vibryd which didn't work at all, and am now taking Pristiq which seems to be finally working. This caused me to be without a working med for about two months, and that made all my symptoms come back and threw me into a deep depression.
I am still pretty depressed, and when I see my therapist and talk, my eyes seem to leak. It's not that I cry, but tears just fall down my cheeks on their own. The last time I really cried was at my husband's funeral.
My T says that I have been too busy to mourn (or grieve? English is not my mother tongue, sorry!).
Last weekend my youngest went on a trip. My T told me to take advantage of being alone and to try and have a good cry, and start grieving. She did say that mourning can take up to 2 years though, and that I shouln't worry.
I couln't cry, not even listening to sad songs or going through old photographs. I just felt very tired.
Most of the day it's like I can't feel anything, my brain doesn't let me think of feelings, it only lets me think of actions. When I do feel, it's mostly helplessness, sadness and anger. And astonishment because I was so sure I would die before him, and I was certain we would grow old together.
Mostly I just want to lie in bed forever, but I don't. And I've had suicidal ideations, but I couln't let my boys go through another loss.
I know every person is different, but I would be thankful for any advice or opinion.
(Sorry this is so long!)
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