my account is only psuedo-anonymous so i won't reveal too much about the situation but someone very important in my life just passed away. i've never been in this situation and i'm berating myself for not being broken. i'm with family and assuming the role of keeping everyone calm, but mostly because i am calm, not because i am someone they typically rely on. i am sad. i have cried. yet, i am not broken like them. i can't tell if i'm feeling numb or if i am some sort of sociopath. is it normal to feel so still and empty in the midst of something so calamitous?
i feel ashamed. i don't think this is absent grief. i loved this person with my entire being. i'm worried that there's something wrong with me. is this my way of grieving? is my coping mechanism letting go of all sentiment and walking through the motions? i feel so out of place; they keep asking me if i'm okay; i'm thinking of putting on the act of being completely distraught so that everyone else will leave me alone. i'm so drained and i think it's mostly this anxiety over my reaction. i'm hungry and exhausted and i really just want to know what to do?
are any of you who have experience in this department willing to give me some advice? i can't talk to my family, most of them are in an incurable state. the wound is still very fresh.
My mother died first, she was young, she had successfully fought cancer for 7 years.
I was very calm, people cried around me, my one brothers wife was nearly hysterical at times, I handled funeral arrangements and my dad was just kind of floating absently through everything, distant at times, crying at times.
I gave my mothers eulogy, she was a great person, nearly a thousand people came her funeral. She worked heavily with special needs children and was giving, amazing and genuine.
I had nightmares almost every night for a year.
They were awful.
I was never particularly emotional or weepy around others, I don't think I wept at all during that year of nightmares, I did the things that needed to be done and only wept occasionally afterwards.
People process grief in different ways, I had moments where I reflected similarly to you about my lack of emotion...
The more years went by the more I missed her, situations or events would arise and I would almost physically crave her presence and opinions... her person.
It was all there the whole time, losing her was devastating in spiritual, emotional and practical ways for myself and my family, people just respond differently to these kinds of things, there is no one right way and people who demand a certain types of expression of grief... well I've found they often, strangely, lack empathy.
For some people emotions run very deep but don't obviously surface (even internally.)
You will feel grief as it comes, no need to suppress, drum up or prematurely meta cognate about it. The waves will come to shore and you should let them when they do.