I am so angry at the world at the moment (another stage) I want to lash out at everyone for being happy. I know it is not their fault that Bruce died but I want to scream at them for being happy. Went to a friends daughters party and I had to leave early as a complete meltdown was going to happen.Someone at the party told me to hang in there as fathers day was round the corner and my daughter and I would feel better, I did lash out at her for being so insensitive I told her that Jade and I were pretending that the day is not going to happen.I am angry at god for taking Bruce from us at such a young age he was only 48. I read somewhere that God is never cruel but this feels so cruel to me. I know it is the anger talking but I need to vent.I keep asking God what I am supposed to do and all I get is deafening silence. How I wish there were answers out there it would make this road of grief so much easier (I think)
The days at work is getting better but these long lonely nights and week ends are torture. We are going into winter and the bed feels sooooooo big and cold. How I miss not having Bruce to hold and cuddle at night.
Bruce I will always miss and love you.