I lost my husband after a 10-month illness 6 years ago. I still can't get over it. He was my great love, my best friend, the support in my life. I am 44 years old, but it seems to me that my life is over. I live only for the sake of my children, I have set a goal to help them while they are on their feet - now they are students. I think I'm doing well in practice - I manage to provide them with a decent life in this economic crisis, but this is at the cost of hard, round-the-clock work, without any rest (by the way, this is my goal - not to have any free time to not to think, because when I'm left alone with my thoughts, I collapse.) Actually, I don't know why I'm writing. I did not seek psychological help because I do not think anyone can help me - it is not possible for my dearest person to return. And only this can cure me.
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Darling, whatever I write to you will not help you. I really sympathize with you. And I'm alone, I stayed home because of us and we sat together for a while and they went out ... what to do. Fight as much as you can, don't give up, at least for the sake of your children !! Merry Christmas!
You are a strong woman. Thanks to such. I'm sure it's very difficult for you. Here, I am sitting alone in front of the computer, but for a completely different reason. I am convinced that there are many like us. If this sounds comforting to you ... I know I can't help you, but I sincerely wish you a more merciful new year and to accept things with a more philosophical attitude. and ... sometimes miracles happen!
I wish I could tell you something and make you feel better! You are an amazing woman, strong! And loving, faithful! After all, children are the fruit of your love, look at them ...
I wish you the strength of soul to continue your life, which has put you to a severe test. There is no one and how to help you overcome the pain, and I admire the feelings for your deceased husband, women like you are rare. Courage and faith!
I raised my son alone and after many years of loneliness I met in Elmaz the man I had dreamed of ... From the first moment we both had the feeling that we had known each other for a long time and were born for each other ... In a year and eight months I received so much love and attention every day that I lived like a reader in a good dream..We made plans for the future and dreamed constantly ... But the trials began - his lower back and right leg hurt- he was treated for several months and the last phase was to go to the mineral baths. The day he arrived from there he was not feeling well and he was immediately admitted to hospital - after a few hours he died ... they said it was pneumonia ... I still can't accept that he is no longer with me. that if I work harder I will have less time to think about it, but I can't ... Will this pain be so strong and for how long ... All the memories are good and the pain is indescribable ...