JonsMom
07-21-2008, 03:48 PM
He was 17, he had gone to spend the night at a friend's house, they had plans to get up early and go snowboarding, It was December 11, 2005. I received a phone call early the next morning that the house had burned down, and the homeowner, and his son, escaped, but my son and 2 of his best friends did not.
My health and my life are getting increasingly worse as time goes on. I am 44 years old, and I feel like I am 90. I want my life on this earth to just be done, already. I know I have beautiful daughters to go on for. I try so hard everyday, but not only is my heart aching, but I have severe body pain, all over, my doctors don't even know what to do anymore.
I can't sleep at night, I have constant visions of him burning up in that fire....I wish they would stop. Any time I see a movie or something on TV about fire or something burning, I go into serious terror-fits. I have even been awakened by my daughters who told me I was screaming in my sleep. I don't want their lives to be foreveor tortured by my grief and pain. Thay had a hard enough time getting through the last 2 years with their own grief and pain, but they are doing much better, and I am much worse. I can't explain it, but I just feel like I am not going to live much longer...maybe it is wishful thinking, or maybe I just feel so sick and tired, literally, that I feel like I am shutting down. Anti-depressants have actually made things worse, for some reason. I don't want to go on like this, but I don't know what to do.
My health and my life are getting increasingly worse as time goes on. I am 44 years old, and I feel like I am 90. I want my life on this earth to just be done, already. I know I have beautiful daughters to go on for. I try so hard everyday, but not only is my heart aching, but I have severe body pain, all over, my doctors don't even know what to do anymore.
I can't sleep at night, I have constant visions of him burning up in that fire....I wish they would stop. Any time I see a movie or something on TV about fire or something burning, I go into serious terror-fits. I have even been awakened by my daughters who told me I was screaming in my sleep. I don't want their lives to be foreveor tortured by my grief and pain. Thay had a hard enough time getting through the last 2 years with their own grief and pain, but they are doing much better, and I am much worse. I can't explain it, but I just feel like I am not going to live much longer...maybe it is wishful thinking, or maybe I just feel so sick and tired, literally, that I feel like I am shutting down. Anti-depressants have actually made things worse, for some reason. I don't want to go on like this, but I don't know what to do.