Is anybody else having a very difficult time to be in the room/house/neighborhood/city that was shared with your loved one who committed suicide? I am currently having a difficult time being in places that reminds me of my lost loved one. I moved out of the apartment we had shared together - the place that we had built our hopes and dreams upon. It was heartbreaking to see it emptied, to say the least. I am having a difficult time even being in the city that we used to share our lives in. Every corner reminds me of him and my time with him. Every morning I wake up with a heavy feeling in my chest, and I have not even driven yet, since even the car reminds me of him. I cannot look at pictures, they make me too emotional. Several people (grieving counselors) that I have spoken to over the phone have told me that my symptoms are indicative of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD). I read up on PTSD just last night and the symptoms I am describing seem to be called dissociation. I feel very lethargic each day and cannot keep my concentration. I have not gone back to work. My late fiancee and I worked two city blocks from one another and he often picked me up after work to catch the bus back to our old place. Even thinking of those city blocks hurt me. If anybody else is experiencing the same thing due to their recent loss, I'd like to hear what you have done or are currently doing / trying to do to cope with the loss.
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