Anonymous wrote:My conclusion was not to try to go over anything. My parent was incapable of apologizing, being mutual or being reciprocal. I went to therapy when his health really headed downhill, but while it was helpful to acknowledge his death was imminent, it didn't change anything or make me think there was so wing to do that I hadn't already tried many, many times.
And in the end, that was my lesson. I didn't mourn him as much as you might suppose, because I mourned so much while he was still alive. There wasn't much new to feel b the time he actually died. Him being dead has been a relief ever since.
This. Mourned the finality of it -- the mourning over the mourning. The in and out parent is exhausting.