Anonymous wrote:Also, be prepared for strange reactions that you wouldn't expect to have. Grief isn't always pretty or rational or what you see in the media. For example: when my dad died, I foybd myself getting angry at people for expressing grief when they mentioned dead grandfathers. I never say anything to them, of course, but the jealous feeling felt really ugly. I let myself feel it, remind myself everyone's entitled to their own grief, and maybe have a good cry later.
You might not feel that particular weird thing, but there might be others. It's ok.
For a while after my mom died, I was so pissed off seeing people (strangers!) walking around on the street in a happy mood on a beautiful day. I looked at them and all I could think was "Don't you know my mom died?" It was completely irrational and I couldn't stop feeling so rage filled.
I also did - and still do - feel like my emotions are hovering right at the very surface. Everything sets me off now - I will burst into tears at commercials, or be angry about something small. My dad said the same thing. He went to the opera and had to leave because he started loudly sobbing when the heroine died in La Traviata.