Vows
My name is Elizabeth and I've recently lost my husband. I am the mother of a precious 15 month old little boy.
I'm crying as I'm writing this now...so angry that he left us...how will I ever survive? I'm in the military so I am isolated from my family - there is no one here I can count on in any "real" way.
My mom came out for three months but she just left. In a way I was glad to see her go. I can finally break down in my kitchen, in the hallway, in the bathroom without fear of being seen and "comforted" with more well-intentioned but totally ignorant words.
My baby says "dada" and I just want to die. I don't want to live like this - everything, and I do mean EVERYTHING, is going to be harder. I am all alone. I still have to work. I still have to eat. I still have to get dressed. I have another little person I am 100% responsible for...I can't just break down like I want to. I can't even drink a glass of wine to take the edge off, or smoke a cigarette, because of my son.
My friends were all "there" for me in the beginning but its old news now. It's like they're expecting me to just move on. My one friend even said I was "at risk" of "losing myself". He said that some people "never come back" from where I am now....what is that supposed to mean??
I have a headache. Everything I do, everything I see, everything I smell, everything I touch, everything I hear reminds me of him. I am so angry, I am SO. FUCKING. ANGRY!!!! I just want to punch this keyboard and throw the computer against the wall!!!!
We were supposed to be together forever, we were supposed to dance around the house and watch our son grow up and get old together. We had dreams that will never be realized, it wasn't supposed to be this way. My head is throbbing. Need to go find some Advil.