When my husband passed away, I thought that I wanted to be alone to grief... away from prodding eyes, "concerned friends" who say the wrong thing, people who do not understand my pain. However, I have come to realise that I need people. Everyday, I have been going out with whichever friend who initiates an appointment with me. I just needed to be with people and talk to them about my husband and our memories... but the sad thing is no one can be there for me all the time.
The past weekend was the 1st weekend after the funeral and it was such a struggle for me. I kept looking at the time and thinking what we would be doing on any normal weekend. In fact I was so desperate to have company that I agreed to go out with my husband's colleague and wife. I am not close with them and ended up feeling uncomfortable. And I really dislike myself for being so dependent on others... and each time they fail me, I feel a deep sense of loss over again and again... I am so pathetic...
The past weekend was the 1st weekend after the funeral and it was such a struggle for me. I kept looking at the time and thinking what we would be doing on any normal weekend. In fact I was so desperate to have company that I agreed to go out with my husband's colleague and wife. I am not close with them and ended up feeling uncomfortable. And I really dislike myself for being so dependent on others... and each time they fail me, I feel a deep sense of loss over again and again... I am so pathetic...