Numb and Lost

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    I loved him
  • Date of Death
    2016
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  1. Mine isn't getting better. Sometimes I think it is a little but then it gets even worse. It has been four months now, and I still I cry all throughout the day. I feel hopeless. I don't feel like I can look forward to anything because my pain overshadows everything. I will be just going about my day when all of a sudden I see his smiling face in my mind and hear his voice and recall everything he ever said all at once and I feel I just don't want to go on. Death is the one thing in life there is no hope for. No hope to see them again until we too die. No hope for relief because the only relief would be if they were here with us again. I feel like each day hurts more than the previous at times just because he seems further away with each passing day. I look forward to when it's time to sleep each night because that's the only time the pain really subsides. I wonder if I will live every day just to make it to the next for the following 50 years. I am truly blessed and I love my children. They bring me immense joy. But as I said before any joy has the overshadowing cloud of pain. I know I could ever feel what he made me feel again. Ever. Obviously I won't ever be looking for it either since I'm married. So it's as if I just have to accept one of the things I wanted most in life (which is how he made me feel) just wasn't meant for me. So I feel like maybe true happiness wasn't meant for me. I don't know how I will make it when my babies (who aren't babies anymore but I still call them my babies, one is 15) grow up and leave me. My heart is in so much pain each and every minute of each and every day.
  2. It's been about 3 and a half months and it still hurts just as much. I don't find joy in doing anything and I still cry every single day. Someone told me I shouldn't look at his pictures that it doesn't help. I asked her "well what else can I do? I miss him and that is all I have left." I look at his picture and I still just can't believe its true.
  3. I have been writing text messages. I just delete them when I'm done of course. But I think it would be neat one day if I get to heaven and he says he got to read every single one. You just never know.
  4. Wow that is cool This is about the constellation, you might find interesting. http://www.unsealed.org/2017/01/the-revelation-12-sign-compendium.html?m=1
  5. It's crazy how the entire world seems so different. Everything looks and sounds different. It was so ironic Marty posted that song that said "now I see clouds from both sides" because I just look up at them all the time now and think about him, being on the other side of them. I imagine the day we are caught up in the clouds.
  6. (Christian point of view following) I am doing that as well. Just reading straight through as well as reading different studies and devotions. It's the only thing that brings me any peace. I am studying end time prophecy also as I am quite ready for the rapture to take place. I think that's another thing that gives me hope is that we may join loved ones in heaven soon. So much prophecy has been filled. I am very interested in the great sign from revelation 12 that will be in the sky on Sept 23.
  7. It does seem so impossible. I feel like I just can't do it, can't go on, but of course I have no choice. I understand why you avoid church. Sometimes the sermon touches my heart but it makes me sad and it makes me cry at the same time. In fact tonight at church my eyes were watery the entire time. I was telling myself "don't cry don't cry don't cry." No your friend couldn't possibly understand how you feel. I can't believe people that even suggest they understand when they haven't been through this. I think taking it an hour at a time is even more appropriate than a day at a time. It's funny how I feel ok for a min when I'm working or washing clothes and then it hits me he's gone and I won't see or talk to him again. I don't think there is anything more painful in life than death. I think I would rather be physically hurting or dying myself than experiencing this emotional pain.
  8. Sometimes I have moments when I feel kind of normal, and ok. But I think it's because in those moments I forget that he is gone forever from this life. When I'm working my mind gets temporarily focused on that but then when I get in my car I immediately remember the times I called him when getting in my car between traveling for work. The last day I ever spoke to him was a rainy Tuesday just like we had yesterday here. The last time he ever text me was a rainy Wed like today. Yesterday when I was in my car I wasn't parked in the same spot that I last talked to him on that rainy Tuesday. Those are the moments that I feel I will never be ok or happy again.
  9. I am so tired of hearing how I will be a stronger and better person having gone through this. I don't care anything about being stronger. I should be a bullet proof indestructable tank given what I had already been through. I know my friends mean well but I don't even want to talk to them anymore because everything they say infuriates me in some way, sometimes maybe even when it shouldn't. No one can possibly fathom this agony if they haven't experienced it themselves. I realize I am not a voice of encouragement on this forum and I apologize for that. I just feel so utterly hopeless. I can't drive in my car by myself without crying. I can't listen to music hardly. Sometimes I have a normal appetite but then I get sick afterwards. I turn the radio on and then back off pretty quickly. I can't stand most songs. I just can't believe something I feared so much and then dreamed about really happened. It isn't normal to have a fear that a 34 year old will die for no reason, however I did have that fear and my fear became my reality. I thought I was finished with my "anger" stage of grief but evidently not because I am livid today. I'm not angry at God I'm just angry. Im angry and drowning in tears even as I type. I feel like I just can't take it and I can't accept this and go on to leave any normal semblance of a life. I may go through the motions and look normal on the outside but not inside. I know I have to as I don't have a choice but I don't know how. I don't want to "find the positive in every day" as people suggest. I don't find anything positive right now. I also know from experience life can ALWAYS get worse so I shouldn't feel like nothing is positive but I can't help it right now. My biggest struggle is accepting he is gone. I'm holding on to something and I'm not sure what. I think I've probably said this already as apparently I'm turning into a repetitive forgetful parrot but I always felt like there was more to come concerning him and me even during times we weren't seeing each other. I was always right. I still feel that way. I feel it so strongly. I just feel like something is going to happen and I'm waiting on whatever that is. I hope the reason I feel that way is because I really will see him again in heaven. My friends that know don't want to hear it anymore so I pretty much have nowhere to go but here. They think I should be "better" by now. I used to look for him when I was on the road now I just look at the clouds. I do not know how to "let go." I just don't want to. It just doesn't seem real. I'm really repeating myself now. I'm making myself sick, in the middle of a breakdown on here typing at the same time with teardrops all over my phone screen.
  10. I have been the same way with the anxiety. My loss was the same time as yours in Dec. I start thinking about stuff and get hot and dizzy, feel like I'm suffocating. Like I just can't go on. I have taken an antidepressant for years also, but now I have to take xanax too occasionally. I think it's very normal under our circumstances. I wouldn't worry about getting addicted unless you have an addictive type personality. Some people like the feeling. I find it just makes me sleepy unless I am taking it during the anxiety at which point it just helps me feel not sleepy but a little more normal. You aren't selfish at all for feeling the way you do. I come here and rant and rave all the time and it's one of the only places I can.
  11. I hope so. I still have a big part of me that just doesn't want to accept it. I'm not delusional or anything I know it's true, but I just don't know how to let go. It doesn't seem real.
  12. Im 33 and I have had occasional anxiety attacks but nothing like I have had since his death. I start thinking about the details of his crash and everything involved around my entire time of knowing and loving him and I just start to feel like I'm going to pass out. I get dizzy and hot and I feel like I'm suffocating. I started taking .5 xanax it's the only thing that helps. It's been two months since he died. The attacks are getting a little less frequent but the depression isn't lightening up at all.
  13. My loss was around Christmas too. I wish I could feel as positive as you. You seem to be on the right road towards healing.
  14. I'm in a rut at 33. I can't imagine living to even 70 or even 50,60 in this terrible state that I'm in. It is down right frightening to me. I know that is a terrible way to feel and a horrible thing to say. Every day I can't wait until night time when I just close my eyes and pretend none of this is real.
  15. Thank you <3 that made me cry. A good kind of cry.