I passed the five year marker back in March, so I'm good now right? Well, not really. At the end of last year I was struggling, and not sure why. So I gave myself the gift of therapy. A friend had told me about this certain kind of therapy that dealt specifically with loss. I remember at the time making a mental note of it and thinking "maybe someday??". Well that someday was here. So I took my birthday money and bought myself an eight week "Grief Recovery Therapy" session. It went hand in hand with "Transformational Breathing". My sessions lasted a minimum of 2 hours and beleive it or not, there was hardly any talking. I had homework and the responsibility for the success of the therapy was totally on me.
My friends would ask me if I liked my therapy NO! I didn't like it, it was one of the most difficult things I have ever willingly gone through. I never wanted to go to my sessions and would lay on the couch for hours afterwards exhausted by all that came up during these sessions. Even as it concluded I did not think that I had benefitted from the experience, until...March 11th when my dad died. He was the last life line that I had, my biggest supporter and the man I had based all relationships on. This time when the grief began to be all consuming I realized I had tools in my bag, tools which I could use to help me process this latest loss.
No matter what stage you are at in your grief journey I recommend that you not take it alone. There is help out there, finding the right fit is a process but don't give up. Here is a link to the type of therapy which I sought out https://www.griefrecoverymethod.com/ and http://transformationalbreath.com/ I still feel that there has to be some good that comes out of so much heartache. If we can use what we have learned about grieving and share it with someone who is in pain then that makes losing Ron somewhat palatable, I said somewhat. Hope this helps, Lori