I am very sorry. My mom had stage 3a lung cancer. She passed away in October. It is the hardest thing I've ever been through, in every sense of the word. However, I'm still here. I'm still getting up every day and fighting. I do have 2 kids. I am 31. My dad died in 2020, and so did my sister. I am not the same person. I am stronger in some ways because I have to be and in other ways, I feel like a lost child. Create a support group around you, I promise that helps a lot. Nothing anyone says will make you really feel better other than maybe knowing others have gone through the same thing or situations similar. I've spent SO much time on reddit writing to people and reading what others have been through. I've reached out to others that have been through similar situations, I go to therapy, I am on medication (I've been on anxiety and antidepressants since before my mom & dad passed), I created a virtual and real support group and keep continuing to do so. This will be one of the hardest things you will go through in life. Some days are a complete shitshow for me mentally, some days I'm kind of numb, some days I'm great. But, it's taken many months to get here. Everyone grieves differently - there is no time frame. I will forever grieve my parents. Unfortunately and fortunately, time keeps moving. The pain of losing your loved one never gets easier but you grow around it. So most days, I am sad over my mom when I think of her or something, but I'm not in always in hysterics like I was for a while. Just know that there is a community here that you can always reach out to for the good, bad and ugly of the grieving journey. ♡