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Discussion
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I lost my son July 21, 2020. One week exactly from his 21st birthday. I have spent the last 6 months in anguish, pain, suffering..I feel his loss to my core. I want to feel that he is ok and on the other side, but my brain plays these games. Maybe it is my mind playing games. Maybe I feel him with me. Maybe he leaves me signs. Maybe it is wishful thinking from a mother than can’t accept her son’s fate. I have other children but since my son’s Death, I can’t move forward. I am stuck in this endless pain…physical, emotional pain. Nothing else matters. Only my son, that is gone. How do I move on? How do I find actual comfort that he is ok? How do I control the primitive response that my child needs my help?