hello, I'm recently widowed (forgive me if my terminology isn't great still haven't figured out what to call myself). Well I could sugar coat this but how would that help. My wife died Nov.11, 2006. She was daignosed Bi-Polar 1 and bulemic. She snuck out of the house at 1:30 am and got into a car accident with another man in the car. My son (4), my step-son (8), and myself were woken up @ 8am with a knock on the door. She died at 6am. The last image of her in my kids and myselfs head was her sleeping in bed. Since then I've lost custody of my step-son. Moved out of my house (financial reasons) and have been in utter torment. I'm in therapy, but hung up on the past. Hope I wasn't too "cold" but not sure how else to say it except truthfully. I loved her with all my heart and feel so betrayed.
