I didn’t want to read your post and scroll on. I’m so so sorry to hear about your child. Can I just say you have an amazing outlook and the choices you have and continue to make you should be so so proud of yourself that couldn’t have been easy. Thinking of you x
To be honest, when it happened i just wanted to die, i couldnt bare living without him, every thought was him, i couldnt eat, sleep, walk even.... washing myself was the most huge effort, it would wear me out, some days it was all i could do.... i was afraid to go to bed, as the accident played in my head like a film, it haunted me
i did try suicide, cos i wanted the horrific pain to be over! That went on for 2 solid years, year 3 was a bit better, i got more mobile, and was able to at least keep the house clean.... i couldnt tell you what changed, one day it was like somebody flicked a switch, and i decided to change the way i thought, dont get me wrong, i still miss him, i still have hard days, i will always mourn him, but i cant waste a life, he was denied