I talked to Therapist for the last 10 weeks. He’s been gone four months. I do a Tele visit every week plus my nurse practitioner psychiatrist for the last 2 1/2 years. I talked to now more frequently about every five weeks. It’s not helping me at all. I have too many digestive issues and too much anxiety and too much self isolation and all the stress that came with the move and the sudden death of my love in my life my rock my husband. I just don’t know where to go from here. I’m so lost. I’m losing a lot of weight like I said, I can’t eat and I don’t want to and my digestive issues are off the charts plus my PVCs and any medication that I have tried or I do take now isn’t even helping. My kids are wonderful and the close by but I told you I miss our home and I miss our life of 23 years or more together. I miss him. I love him and he love me and you have been struggling with all these health issues and he never ever complained. I never been annoying. You thought he would go before I would. I’m only 64 and he just was 66 when he died I was 63. It was June 2. He died in my arms while the ambulance was on their way thank you for praying for me and I have 1 million people praying for me, but none of the prayers are working. I just want this world to be over with if it wasn’t for my dogs then I have to take care of. I would’ve been gone by now and my kids cannot hear that because I have a nine month old granddaughter and a grandson on the way. I just don’t care about anything and I hate living here And I hate my life. I’ve been through the worst amount of stress that anybody could tolerate and it’s every single day all day without one hour off.