I lost my husband to Covid in April. I feel so lost without him. We were married 33 years. I seem to be struggling now more than ever. I miss him so much. He was 56 years old. It happened so quickly. It rocked me and my childrens world. I don’t like to tell people out there that he died from covid. Somehow they feel they understand it/him because of how much this has affected the entire world and they themselves. But I just feel that unless you lost a close loved one from this, I don’t feel a person could quite understand. I too have been isolated, grounded, kept away, lost income and that is all very awful. But it’s nothing compared to losing my best friend and the love of my life. I’ve had three family members die and it was a terrible loss. But I didn’t have to hear about the way they died every waking moment for months and months after. I find it unbearable. I apologize if I sound very angry. I guess I am. I’m hoping saying this out loud in a safe place will help heal me and get over my anger. My husband would always tell me “ya got to get that stuff out or it’ll kill ya” It feels like it is. Anyway thank you for listening.