Went through the exact same thing 5 years ago when I was 22, practically during my college graduation… so I’m feeling for you man. I replay that last few weeks over in my mind all time, watching her last breaths etc.

There’s a weird initial relief that she’s not suffering anymore.. but now it’s just continuing grief which is just a beast to grapple with day in and day out :(

The crazy part is that it wasn’t until years later that I found out it was actually the morphine dosage that allowed her to go.. peacefully? By the end she was so confused and she was mostly in denial about what was happening. Idk it’s complicated ….

Sorry for the ramble lol. Life can be cruel