My dad died on 29 January. He’d been diagnosed with bowel cancer in October but his death was quite sudden in the end.
Someone I considered to be my best and closest friend - the first friend I told - has not checked in on me once since it happened.
When I first told her she said all the usual things, how sorry she was etc. But then I heard nothing.
We don’t live close by anymore and I didn’t expect visits or calls. I know she’s not a sending cards or flowers kind of person and that’s fine. But after four days I was surprised she hadn’t messaged to see how I was.
I do understand it’s hard for some people to know what to do or say; they might think you want to be left alone. So I reached out to her. I had a question about funeral music licensing and her husband works in that area so I thought it would be a good opportunity to message her, start a conversations, let her know I was open to contact, that she didn’t need to avoid me.
She replied trying to help with the question, but didn’t even ask how I was.
I sent a thank you, apologising for the delay because my first message didn’t send, again trying to keep lines of communication open. She responded basically saying “No worries, I figured you were busy” and she was glad we’d sorted it out. Again, no attempt to converse.
It’s now been over a month since my dad died and she still hasn’t checked in at all. She responded to my messages, but hasn’t initiated contact once. Hasn’t asked me anything, attempted to talk about what happened or asked how I am, or asked when the funeral is or how it went.
This is really eating me up at a time when I am grieving the loss of my dad. I became quite consumed by it over the last couple of days and I resent it more because I am thinking more about this than my dad, which is not what I want.
I don’t want to lose someone I thought was a good friend, but I just don’t think I can see her in the same way again. I’m single and I thought friends would sustain me. I don’t want a confrontation and in my current heightened emotional state I am scared of saying something I later regret.
Has anyone else experienced this? Did you manage to repair the relationship?
I’m crying again, not sleeping. I thought the worst of the grief was over, I was healing, but now I think I’m sliding backwards.