I was there when he died. He was my biggest fan, my rock, i miss him
My Dad has gone, I know he has but everything seems to have fallen apart since he died. First I lost my job but that helped me because I was able to look after him full time. I started a new relationship a few months before he died. My boyfriend was a strength but then turned out to be manipulative and uncaring, even though he will not recognise that. Short version He wanted us to have kids and it didn’t happen and now we are not together. I haven’t been able to find work and my very close family are now not so close. And now I feel like I am alone and lonely and finally dealing with the grief. I have a counsellor now and I recommend that to anyone who reads this.
I was there when Dad died. I went to visit him at the hospital and he looked so unwell I asked him if he minded if I stayed the night. He looked pleased (he could not speak at that point) my two brothers were there. I asked if they would stay too but they declined. My brother went away bought me something to sleep in. I held both my dads hands and talked to him and then I fell asleep around 1.30am 10 mins later I woke up shouting that my dad had stopped breathing, Dads breathing had become light and then non existent. I called the nurse who was a bit dopy (it was early) and she started fiddling with the machine, I think I was almost hysterical at this point and then I had to calm myself and start phoning my 4 brothers and one sister. The family came Dad was declared dead and I am in pain. And everyone else seems to be coping ok. And Everyone now feels its ok to gang up on me paint me out to be a bad aunty a bad sister etc. I am so fed up. I wish I was in a relationship (sounds weak doesn’t it) I just wish I had some love in my life, someone to love who will love me back……