I understand but I think his death makes it harder. Im still the wife but now the widow so its like grief all over again or maybe it never stopped. So instead of just being hurt I was blindsided and left now its those plus he died tragically.
It does. All of these land likes blows and each one further complicates your experience. Can you be upset? Are you allowed to be mad? Does it undermine the sorrow, and the loss? How does the complete mindfiretruck of it factor in? Is the remembered joy undermined by the blindsiding? And where does this level of complete bafflement come in?
at this point I just cant imagine loving anyone lime I did him for 24 years
Don't give oxygen to that side of your imagination. That framework has co-opted a string of events into a net that you are now trapped inside of. You've essentially thought yourself into feeling that you are cut-off from love, joy, and happiness. While that may feel true, you will not feel like this forever. I can guarantee that you will not feel like this forever.
You are grieving. Your grief is immense. For me (and I imagine for you as well) it was fractal, seemingly boundless and without any handholds. It tumbled into and ran over me. But as overpowering as it was, I could still feel the warmth of the sun on my face, or the subtleness of the tea on my tongue, or the cool of the forest. I enjoyed peeling an orange, seeing it spritz the air before then smelling it. I listened to dirges, solo pianists, and ambient music and sobbed until my chest felt like I had been working out, and also somehow felt gratitude for the music being able to hold me so effectively. All of these feelings somehow co-existed. There was space for everything and everything in its own place. This is not to minimize the loss but instead an effort to help you recognize your ability sit with it, in it, as it.
It's just this, for a while.