So many deaths since my partner died.
I lost my gorgeous partner of 10 years, 2.5 years ago to cancer.
An old friend died the same month. I hardly acknowledged it at the time, my heart didn’t have the bandwidth. I have grieved for them a little since, but not properly, because then my dad got sick.
My amazing Dad died, also far too young, by yet another cancer. This was 6 months ago.
Then his mum, my Nan, died the following month. Cancer again. At least she had a long life, shame she had to bury her fucking son merely weeks before her own death.
My other Nan will likely be gone by the end of today. Again, at least she had a good long life.
I cannot bring myself to go and say goodbye to her. I am finally leaving my house again, getting some exercise and going on hikes. Finally not spending every day crying and/or bed rotting. I’m so lucky she understands why I am not there.
I’m so tired of death, it’s made me finally want to start living again.
Sorry for the rambling thoughts. This subreddit is such a supportive place, I’m sure you understand.
Could really do with a hug from my partner and his kind words and gruff voice. Every death makes me miss him even more. I love you my darling.
Thanks x