Hi
My SO has had a bereavement of a close family member.
It's devastating for him and I'm being as supportive as I can from 3000 miles away. He says he'd rather have my support albeit at a distance that the support of those that are there.
I feel horrible that I can't be physically there for him. I'm angry at those people that are.
I have no idea when I'll see him; it may not even be this year. I have a birthday soon with a '0' and I've got an almost continual sense of dread that time is slipping away.
My dad passed away a couple of years ago, unexpectedly and way before his time. I'm gripped by a panic that we won't see each other till we're old (if ever) and what's the point? Life really is short.
This Lockdown in the UK is horrible. The term 'illegal' is being used with the words 'leisure travel', which makes me think things are not going to change anytime soon.
We can't go anywhere, I'm working minimal hours in a stressful job (furloughed the rest of the week) and the kids are home.
I can't say I'm stressed; I'm numb. I constantly wonder, should I finish this? He's truly the best thing in my life (the best person I've ever known) and we love each other so much, but at what point do you draw the line?
I'm thinking out loud and I feel shocking. Anyone else similar?
My SO has had a bereavement of a close family member.
It's devastating for him and I'm being as supportive as I can from 3000 miles away. He says he'd rather have my support albeit at a distance that the support of those that are there.
I feel horrible that I can't be physically there for him. I'm angry at those people that are.
I have no idea when I'll see him; it may not even be this year. I have a birthday soon with a '0' and I've got an almost continual sense of dread that time is slipping away.
My dad passed away a couple of years ago, unexpectedly and way before his time. I'm gripped by a panic that we won't see each other till we're old (if ever) and what's the point? Life really is short.
This Lockdown in the UK is horrible. The term 'illegal' is being used with the words 'leisure travel', which makes me think things are not going to change anytime soon.
We can't go anywhere, I'm working minimal hours in a stressful job (furloughed the rest of the week) and the kids are home.
I can't say I'm stressed; I'm numb. I constantly wonder, should I finish this? He's truly the best thing in my life (the best person I've ever known) and we love each other so much, but at what point do you draw the line?
I'm thinking out loud and I feel shocking. Anyone else similar?
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