I lost my number 1 son, my boy, my Ryan in June this year. I've no family there was just my boy and me. He was 35 when he died and I had no one to help me get through what I had to do mentally, physically, emotionally, or financially. I've paid £3000 off the total myself by selling most of what I owned and using all of my disability payments, but there's still £2000 left owing and no matter how hard I try or whatever I do I just can't seem to make a dent in that £2k.
It wasn't an expensive funeral at £5k - no frills or fancies just the basics and no wake.
Now my sons bedroom isn't being used I've to pay bedroom tax on it, it's one step forward and two steps back and it's taking a lot out of me now.
I get headaches, can't sleep, no appetite - because of worrying about what will happen next.