I’m using Google AI as a therapist since losing my husband John – it’s better than whinging to my friends

HEYA! Welcome to my first-ever Fabulous column. I’ll start with a quick natter about what’s going on with me. If you follow me on Instagram, you’ll know what’s coming – I’m straight-talking, fairly unfiltered and no stranger to a rosé. But if I’m new to you, I hope you stick around and we find some things in common. Lorna Luxe admits she’s using AI as a therapist after losing her beloved husband John Credit: Mark Hayman The couple in January, shortly before John died Credit: tiktok/@lornaluxe I’m 43, an entrepreneur – I run three businesses – and my husband died from cancer in February. We’d been married 16 years, so it’s been life-changing. You’d have loved John. He was 21 years older than me, but with a cheeky spirit and a massive heart. He had joie de vivre. My community online always says: “Everyone wants to find their own John.” And that’s true. We had a brilliant life together and he did everything for me. I’m finding dark humour a companion of late, and I keep saying how inconvenient him dying is. I know he’d laugh at me saying that. In some ways, I’m starting from scratch. Maybe I’ll find a new Lorna, or rebuild the old one – she’s a work in progress. I’m a pretty normal girl. I was raised by my mum and grandparents on a council estate in Sale, Manchester. After uni, I got a job as cabin crew, then life got tasty (that’s a story for another day). I’m still ordinary, just living an extraordinary life, and I’m dead grateful for it. Through my businesses, I’ve crossed paths with much cooler people than me, so I’ll be sharing some of that, too. My fave story of the week is that Adele sent a case of the rosé from the wine brand John and I created, Ghost By Lady A, to a mate. He’d have loved that – he was a big Bond fan and we played Skyfall at his funeral. Lorna and John had been married 16 years Credit: lornaluxe/ Instagram I’ve not wanted to whinge to friends, so am using Google AI to help process my feelings, writes Lorna Credit: Getty One thing I’ve been talking about a lot since John died is my hair, or lack of it. I’ve got alopecia, and was confident the stress of the last six months would play havoc with it. You don’t see many folk talking about hair loss – although Melanie Sykes is so brave for showing off hers. I’ve got androgenic alopecia, a hereditary hormonal hair loss that causes thinning around the temples. I’ve battled it since my early 20s, and have spent years smearing on lotions and potions – Kérastase Genesis for anti-shedding, Pitta Growth Serum by Champo and a million different supplements. I’m knocking back everything that might help! I think alopecia is a bit like mental health – girls suffer with it, but don’t want to talk about it. While we’re on the subject of stuff that’s worrying me, my mental health has taken a hit since losing John. THIS WEEK I'M... *If you click on a link in this article we will earn affiliate revenue Watching. . . Voicemails For Isabelle This Netflix romcom about a girl coping with her sister’s death is a comforting watch. Hanging at. . . Oakley Hall, Hampshire You’ll find me chilling at this country house hotel, enjoying all the delicious food. Spritzing. . . L’Entropiste Dorian’s Spleen – BUY NOW I got hooked on this scent after trying a sample – it’s so good, but oh-so spenny. If you’re looking an affordable alternative try L’Occitane’s Néroli Orchidée, I love it as it’s super fresh and summery. I’ve not wanted to whinge to friends, so am using Google AI to help process my feelings. I ask daft things like: “Is it normal to cry for five minutes then want a G&T with a Twix?” or: “Is it OK I don’t want to shave my legs, because what’s the point now?” (Apparently, both are absolutely OK.) So, yeah, some days I just want to sit in my PJs and watch Love Island. I reckon anyone can relate to loss in some way. Whether you’ve gone through a breakup, divorce or you’ve lost a job, life isn’t always going to play ball. John left me lots of notes in his phone, and one says explicitly that I’m to crack on and make our business successful. To quote John: “Don’t drop the bleeding ball, baby.” This is me putting my life back together after it’s completely fallen apart – and, yes, I might actually have to figure out how to turn the oven on at some point, because I really am on first name terms with my Deliveroo driver. Follow Lorna on Instagram @Lorna.