I became a widow in 2018. I was 31 years old at the time, now I am 33 years old. My son Finn is now 2,5 years old.
We slowely finding a balance in our lives, the grief is still there, but more gentle. My son doesn't remember his dad. He is just a happy toddler. He doesn't know his father is gone, he doesn't understand yet.
The reason I've started this blog, is because I don't really have anyone to talk to about my feelings, fears and issues. Yes, I have 'friends'. But I've learned that they cannot deal with my
Some of them burned me after expressing my feelings and fears. They hold it against me. They did not go easy on me.. They did not get it. So I had to say goodbye to some of them.
I feel very lonely at night. My best friend is gone, and I have no-one to talk to. So that's why I am writing my blog and in the future I hope to have a podcast.