I find myself getting easily annoyed with others at the moment. I’m 4.5 months into losing my mum, who was my world. I’m sure on a more sensible brain day, when I’m not grieving the worst thing that’s happened to me, I could rationalise people’s comments into them trying to make me feel better, but the sentences just don’t sit well with me. Nor do I ask for them.
I find sentences like ‘she’s smiling down on you’, or ‘that’s her in the rainbow’ completely infantilizing the gravitas of my grief. My mum isn’t anywhere. I can’t talk to her. She’s gone. I watched her die in the hospital from under a mountain of PPE. I have her cremated ashes behind me as I type. She’s no longer anywhere. I’ve spent the day shredding her documents, not because I want to, but because she will 100% no longer be needing them & I’m running out of room. Doing this ‘bereavement admin’ on a daily basis breaks my heart over and over. My brother says it’s ‘just stuff’ and getting rid of it will help us move on, but I can’t let go of a lot of items. Mum was my best friend who I saw and spoke to daily, but he only saw or spoke to her once every 2 weeks or so because of his busy family life, whereas I live alone. He said he feels as sad as I do, yet I don’t think we’re having exactly the same grief journey, but I can’t say that to him and I know it’s not a competition.
I guess I’m having an angry week, this week. I’m pushing people away by ignoring the messages they send because the notifactions (even on silent) are simply enraging me every time I look at my phone to do something else. I really need a lot of space and quiet time. Contact once every 2 weeks is more than enough for me.
I can’t honestly answer the ‘Hi, how are you?’ texts from out of the blue. Similar to having depression, if you answer truthfully you’re going to make them wish they never asked, when friends are just being human beings, so the only thing I can think to do is reply ‘Not having a good week, will catch up soon, hope all is ok with you x’, but a few days later it comes around again. I know I sound ungrateful, but it’s all too much for me.
Also I really don’t know how to respond to the people sending me links to “funny” YouTube videos. I’ve never sent any myself, so why people continue to send them when I never respond is a complete mystery. Again, sensible brain says they’re trying to cheer me up, but I don’t want to be cheered up. I can’t be cheered up. The new me is trying very hard to come to terms with things, and the modern, childish way of how others communicate is really grating on me. I’m 42 not 12.
I’ve just typed all this out hoping it will help offload my thoughts, so my rant is now over. My main takeaway is it feels like people are pushing me to move on, but I’m not ready and the pushing is making me mad.
Actually, yes, typing this has helped me feel calmer. Is anyone else having a raging week?