So it seems my grief is taking me to some dark places. What if the end of life in this world actually is the end of our consciousness and all aspects of our existence are no more. Our soul does not move on as it too is non-existent. Am I alone in thinking these grim thoughts? Is this part of the grief and mourn continuum.
How do I behave or act. I have never been alone in my life not once except when he was in Army for 2 yrs way back in 69. I am recently widowed. Oh how I hurt to say those words. As of Nov I am no longer married. How can that be? I have been maarried my eentire life. I left my parents at age 16 and married him. We grew up , and grew old together. How do we do th is??
Almost everyone needs it, asks for it, gives it, but almost nobody takes it. What is it?