Child gone. Life gone.

accomplishments...And she was such a hard worker. I raised both my girls to persevere. To keep on trying. You can always can come home, WE WILL FIGURE IT OUT...But I never got the chance to remind her again..just gone. No message. No note. Just her final step into the unknown OF DEATH . No coming back. Just gone from my world forever...🖤🖤🖤

I look at my life now at nearly 63 and no! this is not how I saw it turning out. I went on retirement last year because I couldn't keep on juggling my "real life"-work, house, garden, animals ,relationship and taking care of my mom and dad that were in a different town. I always believed in my" go- solve the problem "attitude. But I am so exhausted. So tired. Running on the red in the petrol tank. And I dont know how to get" myself "back. How much sleep does it take? How many times do i have to"force myself" to just get up and face the world? In the mean whie, My father has died, had to rehome my mother and and...there is no energy, no light, no joy...just forcing myself everyday. These masks, saying :I'm fine sentences , how long can a person tread water??this is not how I saw my life in my sixties...#grief#losing a child #losing a parent unappreciated #running on empty

Mother without a child... Today it's been SEVEN MONTHS since you left. The pain is still the same. The disbelief is still the same. My life is just clips of "getting through" the day... Everyday... How your death has impacted on my whole exsistance.!! My motivation. My daily tasks. This constant sadness. Absence of joy. Constant struggle to just DO ANYTHING... the struggle in my head to just go and sleep and chores. I do not have the energy...stuck in the chest full of dark soft mud. Cannot move...just here... No purpose... Just here... 🖤🖤🖤