My father passed away 6 years ago. 6 month before my grandmother, 1 year later another grandmother.
So many losses in a short time and I haven't been the same person. I've tried therapy, but give up when therapist seems uninterested in what I'm talking about.
My father's death was the worst one. It happened after Christmas. I somehow feel if I stayed and didn't go back home 3 hours away, maybe it wouldn't have happened or maybe I could have helped. I knew simething wasnr quite right…

I've lost myself after many family deaths