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Smiling on a beach for a picture in matching shirts. It smarts and makes me feel isolated.
I'm not sure if my pain is justified when I have people around me who tell me to just move on get over it get a job fix my sleep etc. Am I justified in feeling this pain after 7.5 years with my husband when my FIL throws it in my face that he was his father for 38 years, particularly when I tried to take back control of interring my husband's ashes?PB, I know what it feels like when you see those around you continue on with their lives. It's hard to understand and it does feel isolating. But the harsh reality for those of us who've been widowed is that, for everyone else, life does go on mostly unchanged, even for close family members. They will miss your DH, but their everyday lives are mostly the same as before while yours is so different it's unrecognizably painful. It's like the difference between a small hole in a sweater that is noticeable but the sweater is still wearable versus a hole so large the sweater has started to unravel. They have the small hole; you have the unraveling mess. Everything about your life has changed while only a small part of theirs has.
I don't know what kind of relationship you want with your BIL and SIL and that's your choice, but going on vacation is them living their lives, and you'll need to find some way to accept that. If you don't, it only hurts you. I'd encourage you to talk about this with your therapist because what you're feeling is natural and those of us who are widowed have had to go through it at some point.
Take care.
I was going to give gentle hugs but instead I'm going to send a gentle kick in the butt. You don't have to justify your feelings to anyone. You should not doubt the validity of what you feel or your right to feel what you feel. Doesn't matter if you and Michael were together 5 minutes or a lifetime, your feelings are REAL. There is no comparison between what a parent feels when a child dies and what a spouse feels. Apples and oranges. Both parties experience gut wrenching grief and it isn't a contest about who grieves more better best.I'm not sure if my pain is justified when I have people around me who tell me to just move on get over it get a job fix my sleep etc. Am I justified in feeling this pain after 7.5 years with my husband when my FIL throws it in my face that he was his father for 38 years, particularly when I tried to take back control of interring my husband's ashes?
Looking for other people to validate you for *anything* --->is going to be upsetting and unproductive. Expectations invite disappointment. Your pain is real and valid.
The friend you reference above as having "issues," everybody has issues. Everybody has/ has had pain. Most people lead lives of quiet desperation.
Sometimes, you must be clear and direct about your needs, like "I need some support in this phone call (or lunch, or coffee date, etc) because I'm feeling X (alone, angry, frustrated, robbed, screwed, etc). " The other person can tell you they can't give that to you, can't give it to you at that moment, OR they will know exactly what you need and give it to you in spades right then and there. Either way, both of you know where you stand in the relationship.
You've said before, you're alone in this. I understand. I too am an only child. Both my parents are abusive personality -disordered people. We are estranged, have been for years with no end in sight. I've lost more friends total than I presently have. My in-laws are dead. This is the human condition---the longer you live, the more people you lose. If you don't want to be alone, you have to make 100% of the effort to build friendships with new people. To get a friend, you must first be a friend. And It's messy, you have to get dressed and leave the house to find your peeps. They are out there.
Regarding telling people you are a widow. It may be how you're doing it. The delivery. If it makes the listener squirm, reexamine how you're saying it, or if it is a non sequitur in total..
None of what I've written is criticism. Its only observations after reading this thread through the months and seeing what you describe several times as continuing to come up. Personally, I believe that no one other than you should be the captain of your ship, particularly when it comes to employment, sleep, grieving/pain, where you live, and so forth.
The most solid recommendation I've seen in this thread is for Al Anon.
@MissGotRocks and @Matata
I have a neighbor in her mid 70s who is also a widow. She always tells me everyone should be glad I'm standing on both feet right now.
We talked about support groups. She said not to rush it. I also asked her why the list I have for the various groups in the county all say they run as 8 week sessions and you have to call to find out when the next session is. Do they not run continuously? She said no you have to call and find out when the next session is.
Sometimes I wonder if grief support is like an age of Aquarius orgy where everyone is seeking comfort with each other.Doesn't benefit me bc I'm not one who subscribes to sharing is caring bahahahahahaha.
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@MissGotRocks and @Matata
I have a neighbor in her mid 70s who is also a widow. She always tells me everyone should be glad I'm standing on both feet right now.
We talked about support groups. She said not to rush it. I also asked her why the list I have for the various groups in the county all say they run as 8 week sessions and you have to call to find out when the next session is. Do they not run continuously? She said no you have to call and find out when the next session is.
Sometimes I wonder if grief support is like an age of Aquarius orgy where everyone is seeking comfort with each other.Doesn't benefit me bc I'm not one who subscribes to sharing is caring bahahahahahaha.
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I think the glass doesn't match the beerDogfish Head glass? That's a good beer. I hate pumpkin spice lattes but I have a fondness for pumpkin beer....![]()
I think the glass doesn't match the beer. The pumpkin cider plus caramel and cinnamon was ridiculously dangerous lolol. Almost couldn't taste the alcohol in it!
My neighbor B was kind enough to peek in on my cats when i was out of town to make sure mom and dad were fattening them up. He also relieved my garage of a 24" vanity that was taking up room. His plumber took it upstate to install in another house.
We talked about the BIL vacation which disgusted him that they couldn't have just said something about it, rather than doing their usual avoid confrontation by selectively giving info. But you can't change how they operate no matter how much we don't like it. We talked about how I have opted to distance myself from the local girl friends bc of the substance abuse problems and I told him that it sucks seeing his wife in the evenings after she's had her "meds". He was like try LIVING with it lolol. I regaled him with that breaking point story where my friend yelled all kinds ofthings at 4am at her mom and blamed it on vodka demons. He was like yeah, you don't need this you're too smart for this nonsense. B is pretty much it for a parental figure nowadays lolol. After dinner he gave me a catalog he got in the mail - gorgeous hard cover catalog - for an upcoming auction focused on watches and jewelry. He also remembered I'm into researching and reading up on luxury bags now that I've discovered that the second hand story down the block carries luxury bags that were lightly or never used, and told me about a major auction house now having a store front in Manhattan for handbags. Lots of Hermes and Chanel.
I contemplated pursuing a PhD and spoke to a PSer about it. She kindly offered to send me her lectures on ...shit was it network communications? Omg it was an early morning discussion. I was like dude that class was like one flipping page long sine transformation problem or something obscene like that that the professor could never finish. Sure why not?