Widows & Widowers Support Group
This community is dedicated to those who have lost a husband, wife, or partner. Anything is open for discussion here, with the hope that we can focus on grief, bereavement, life after loss, and continuing on after a great loss.
But I am far from being "ok." I am falling apart at least once a day, if not several times.
Months 5, 6 and 7 I still cried every day and when I wasn't crying I was angry or afraid of what my life would now be like.
I noticed I felt a bit better in months 8 and 9. I would wake up and my very first thought was not always "Oh God, he's gone". I could smile when I looked through pictures and every song on the radio did not reduce me to tears. I thought I was really doing better through the 10th month, but I just had a week of anxiety attacks.
I still cry sometimes, but not as much. I still miss him like crazy, but it is much easier to deal with now. I really did not think I could survive in the beginning. Everyone's journey is different so I can't tell you when you will feel better, but you will.
Hugs to you.
As for your question about smiling about memories of our loved ones. So far I haven't gotten to that point yet. But I looking forward to it when and if it happens.
http://www.aarp.org/relationships/grief-loss/info-03-2011/truth-about-grief.html
It's easier to cope now, but I still have feelings of deep sadness, panic, and anxiety. Those feelings are lessening with time, and medication.
I don't cry as much as I did.
I still miss him terribly, and I always will.
When was the first time that the thought of Cliff brought a smile instead of tears? Somewhere around 2-1/2 months I think. It took 4 months before I could look at photos as those just made me cry. I think by 6 months I had my grieving into a routine -- I had figured out when during the day I could give myself the space to cry and remember and still get on with my life. I recognized that I could mourn Cliff while still going forward with my life, and that it didn't matter what anybody else thought of that. No one else was living my life. It was my life, my timeline, my survival, my way of honoring him.
On any given day those thoughts of your loved one can make you smile or make you cry or piss you off big time. The same memory can do each of those things. It's wacky and you will think you are going nuts, but you're not. It will just take some time to get through it all.
Don't be frightened. You can get through this. It's not a walk in the park, but there is a light at the end of the tunnel.
Love and Hugs,
Martha