I'm 34 and I'm starting over... Whatever that means.
About my Loss:
Well it was a short but felt long until it happened. I lost my mom on July 31,2020. Leading up to it I took care of her for 7 months and then walked in the hospital to see her on the 30 and found her dying. She was suppose to have another month. She had a seizure or stroke and was unrecognizable. The next 16 hours I stared death in the face. She watchede take my first breath I watched her take her last at 6:23.17 AM. Noone came noone gave me knowledge of what was going on I just sat and took care of her thinking I was helping when really I was helping her transition. I have C-PTSD from her and her husband. So, now I'm doing grief therapy . Been in it for about a year and I've now been diagnosed with complicated grief with alot of other things. I never knew a hurt like this and I never have been in a darker place. Life sucks.
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