I don’t want any counselling, I am probably going to sound crazy, but I want to be sad forever, I would feel like I am betraying her if I ever felt OK again.
My husband never really talks about his feelings. I am the one always pushing for discussion.
What you are describing here is a total mismatch of the way you both deal with your respective grief. You want to think and talk about your dd constantly, to submerge yourself in your identity of who she was, who you were when she was alive.
Your dh is dealing with it by never talking about her because it is too painful. Too painful and scary to even talk about her to you. Yet you expect him to talk about her to two new colleagues. And when he doesn’t, you have concluded he doesn’t care or care enough when in reality just mentioning her for him is too scary.
Unable to cope with talking about your dd to you, he shut down. She is dead… you need to get over it because this is how he deals with it.
Your ways of dealing with your grief could not be more opposing. The way I’m reading this is that your husband loves and cares deeply about you; he just can’t do and be the person you want him to be because he’s him. I can totally understand why it feels so cruel to you and I can only imagine your pain.
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But you are not ever going to get him to grieve the way you want him to grieve. Or to be the support that you need because he’s not really able to even support himself.
Rather like your dh is too scared to talk about your dd, I think you’re actually too scared to start living again and staying submerged in your grief feels more comfortable however strange that sounds. One day, you will perhaps make another choice, such as to find strength in living in the belief that living will also honour your dd.
You have both reached a stalemate. Your dh is too frightened and overwhelmed to talk about your dd and you’re too frightened and overwhelmed to have counselling.
If you ever do reach a point of both going to grief counselling together, a good counsellor will unpick this and give you both strength to support one another an ultimately be able to talk about your dd to one another. This is actually what you want, isn’t it? To be able to lean on your dh. Because right now, you’re doing the opposite. Tearing strips out of each other as neither can understand why the other is reacting in such a strange and alien want.
I feel so very sad for you. I’ve had a deep deep depression when my dad died when I was a child and I received no comfort or love to deal with my grief. There was something strangely comforting in staying in that place in a way and it took me so many years to get out of it. I feel as though you are in that place right now. At the bottom of that well, snuggling up in your pain and using it to comfort you. 