I don’t remember much about the last 12 months other than the pain I felt and continue to feel. It may be more manageable but still painful. I feel most days like I’m just on autopilot if that makes sense.
Because we were separated and starting divorce proceedings, it’s hard to find people who understand the dynamics. We have 3 boys together and the oldest is 28 and profoundly autistic. He’s non verbal and lost of self injurious behavior. It’s worse since his dad committed suicide.
I feel like life is hell and no one cares. I lost a lot of people who I thought were friends with both my husband and myself but they just blame me for his death. Not people I want in my life anymore anyway but damn it’s lonely. I’m still here.. surviving.