Hi, this is my first post on a forum, I am joining because I am completely broken, and want to thank you in advance for the support.
My dad took his last breath ten days ago and I cannot even understand what I am feeling but I'm going to try and put it into words. I think that I am in deep denial, and I actually think that this denial is my only way forward. He was diagnosed with stomach cancer 15 months ago, and he was doing okay until the last month, but at no point did he or I think that he would actually loose the battle. He deteriorated so fast but we always thought he would beat it and stand up again. My dad has always been the healthiest, most athletic person I have known. He never smoked, didn't drink and loved his greens, so the strong feeling of 'this is so unfair' started when I learnt about his cancer diagnosis.
The first three days after he was gone were filled with crazy emotions, but since then, my body and mind have just shut down and refuse to believe what has happened and I'm actually managing to get out of bed and not spend my days crying. I guess that I'm scared, I don't want to realise that he is actually gone. Even typing the title of this message seems so unreal. I'm also very angry because it just doesn't seem possible that I lost my dad at the age of 24. I'm not ready for this, and he didn't want to leave either, he kept telling me about how he wanted to study again, and everything that he wanted us to do together and it just makes me really really angry that he won't get to do all those things.