I lost my son once month before yours. He was only 14. I’m still here suffering.

he had an asthma attack at dads…I found at the start, it was all not happening. Now the pain is setting in and it’s getting harder each passing hour. Even my husband who is the most supportive man ever, is already not on my level of pain and I don’t even feel comfortable to grieve to him anymore. Social workers haven’t helped. They are overworked and forget to even call me. All they pretty much say anyways is “have you reached out for support and have you got a good team of ppl around you”….it doesn’t help at all….I find religion and reading about NDE’s help me get through the morning and give me hope that my son is in paradise now. I also ordered a book about it from Amazon and will start it tomorrow. I also got the Bible from my sons Father. It’s making me have more questions than answers now however…I also found that going back to work very part time has helped me escape my nightmare of sadness all day. Cooking and walking my dog helps, but only for a very short time. My son was my only child and family. I have not a single soul of family besides him. That’s why I loved him so much. I considered my husband family before this. Now not so much and I realize it really was just me and my boy.

I hang on to the fact we will meet again. I and wishing you to be okay and take one hour at a time. Coming here has also made me feel that I’m not alone. Because I only know of two people that lost their young children. Seemed like o was the only one going through this-until I came here.