Two weeks ago I lost my father to oesophageal cancer.
I'm in a state I have never been in before. I feel envious of old people as my dad was only 57 years old and had so much to give...
My dad's diagnosis was in late December 2016 - we lost him 1st of March (St.David's day) 2017. We were never told it would be this quick.
I'm 23 years old and my life has fallen apart - I worry constantly about my mum and my to sisters and even though I'm the youngest I feel the responsibility now lies with me to keep us together and strong.
I honestly need some help to get my head around why it was him and why it was so quick...
I think about him everyday and struggle to sleep every night because that split second in the morning when I wake up go downstairs and expect to see him with a coffee and a newspaper sat in the kitchen singing or laughing absolutely destroys me inside.
Please somebody help me, is anyone else in this situation or have been??
Thank you,
S.Davies
