When I can’t handle the itch anymore I get a towel and rub my finger like crazy and then I apply freaking diaper cream to all my open blisters 😭 hurts like hell after but the relief of the itch is almost orgasmic tbh
Her being my pinky rn
Im a 24 (f) widow. He died 2 weeks before my birthday. Sometimes I stop and think about when I first lost him, and where I am now. It’s almost been two years now.
Being a widow is the worst club to be in. And I’m really struggling to find connection with anyone. No one my age (around me, at least) understands what this feels like. Everyone who is much older than me just kind of dismisses me because I am young.
I also saw him die. I was walking next to him when a tree limb fell and hit him in the head. He was alive for a week on life support, but they declared he brain dead the night it happened.
Some days my chest feels like it’s going to explode from grief. Other days I’m fine and smiling and can think about him without tears.
I don’t know why I’m posting this. I’m on my lunch break, crying, missing him. I guess this reddit post in my scream into the void.
Im a 24 (f) widow. He died 2 weeks before my birthday. Sometimes I stop and think about when I first lost him, and where I am now. It’s almost been two years now.
Being a widow is the worst club to be in. And I’m really struggling to find connection with anyone. No one my age (around me, at least) understands what this feels like. Everyone who is much older than me just kind of dismisses me because I am young.
I also saw him die. I was walking next to him when a tree limb fell and hit him in the head. He was alive for a week on life support, but they declared he brain dead the night it happened.
Some days my chest feels like it’s going to explode from grief. Other days I’m fine and smiling and can think about him without tears.
I don’t know why I’m posting this. I’m on my lunch break, crying, missing him. I guess this reddit post in my scream into the void.