I'm a 68 year old woman who had the love of her life taken away in August 2016. We had been together 17 years and could finish each other's sentences but tried hard not to in public. We were extremely co-dependent and did not care who knew it. She was my rock, my sense of humor and my reason for getting up each day. I am in the second year of grieving and have just realized how deep into the grief I am....I am overwhelmed by life, unfocused on the inside, sad beyond belief, angry to the point of rage and my best friends thankfully keep checking on me. I expected this to get better but it does not seem to be happening and there are a lack of resources where I live in Virginia. I have never felt so alone in my life and need to be able to voice my feelings freely but there are only church support groups and I do not know if I would be welcomed. That is where I sit today, at least acknowledging where I am is a step on this journey.