Anonymous wrote:My mom died in 2007. I was in my early 20s. I was deep on my grief for 7 months. I went to a lot of therapy and drank too much. Then a point came where it started to feel less raw.
Almost 20 years later and I still get waves of grief occasionally or flashes of anger that she is gone. Mostly related to the fact that she never met my kids (first born in 2011) and that we never got to have a real relationship as adults. I miss her every day.
Anonymous wrote:How long did you grieve after losing a parent? What phases did you move thru, how long did they last? How long did it affect you at work?
Answers to any of the above appreciated. I’m sorry for your loss.
Anonymous wrote:I have never stopped grieving my parent who died nine years ago. I am not trying to stop grieving. I miss them terribly every single day.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Um about a month? I think the phases were shock and then deep sadness for her. She was kind of delusional but always claimed to love life and I know she loved being fussed over and getting a ton of attention, and would be SO hurt to know she died both suddenly and alone. She'd have wanted people to cry at her deathbed while she imparted secrets and wisdom to them and such. Then, the last phase was sadness for me that I wasn't sad for myself that she died, just sad for her, and happy for my dad that he was finally free.
My mom died at night, and in my religion the funeral takes place very shortly after death, so I basically cried on and off through a couple of days of work. Then had my work laptop open while also having personal laptop open as I watched the funeral service during work hours. I was working from home so nobody at work knew. So I guess it didn't affect me at work at all.
Can I ask, how old were you? This could have been me if my mom died in my 20s/early 30s. But now (late 40s) it seems unthinkable. Pls take care of yourself, PP. God bless your mom and you.
Anonymous wrote:Um about a month? I think the phases were shock and then deep sadness for her. She was kind of delusional but always claimed to love life and I know she loved being fussed over and getting a ton of attention, and would be SO hurt to know she died both suddenly and alone. She'd have wanted people to cry at her deathbed while she imparted secrets and wisdom to them and such. Then, the last phase was sadness for me that I wasn't sad for myself that she died, just sad for her, and happy for my dad that he was finally free.
My mom died at night, and in my religion the funeral takes place very shortly after death, so I basically cried on and off through a couple of days of work. Then had my work laptop open while also having personal laptop open as I watched the funeral service during work hours. I was working from home so nobody at work knew. So I guess it didn't affect me at work at all.