Thanks @spiderlight
This post is about bereavement so may trigger
My cousin died a few weeks ago. Young with children, main carer
after split. Wonderful father, colleague etc.
With his parents and my own parents today and I just feel an overwhelming guilt. Nothing anyone had said or even vaguely hinted. I am single, no siblings, no children, have underlying depression (but am not suicidal at all now). Why did God/the universe/luck mean he got a fatal illness not me?
I know how self indulgent it is and will not go beyond MN.
I remember a lovely thing on MN about grief circles- the people at the centre do whatever they need to get through, seek help, shout cry be silent to anyone. The next circle supports the centre. If circle 2 is upset or worried they can show this and seek help from someone in circle 3 or higher, never circle 1. Circle 1 should never feel that they need to make anyone else feel better about the loss and so on out.
Everyone with me irl now is closer than me. I don’t feel like I can talk to anyone except here.