@NCdoinggriefwrong
you're not horrible for feeling as you do, but writing the way you have us incredibly insensitive.
you don't know, what you don't know.
i was in my 40's when my 65 year old Dad, died suddenly & completely unexpected.
i had left home at 17 and then travelled around the world on my own, lived & worked in several different countries & was shit at keeping in touch with my parents.
I 'coped' & was 'strong' because my mum needed me to be. She'd been with my Dad since she was a teenager.
My Dad was self employed & so I dealt with all his business stuff, the funeral, big expensive stuff. Bank shit, insurance, Everything.
No space to grieve, a few months later I came home & found everything 'too much', nothing mattered, not my new house, not the fact I needed a job. People were too annoying.
it took a LONG time to find my feet again & it totally changed my life.
I was independent minded from being very little, it drove my Dad nuts that I didn't ask for help.
it wasn't until quite some time later that I came to understand that the reason I could be so 'independent' & travel & everything I did was largely because I knew no matter what my Dad would be there for me.
My mum is great, but she's not my Dad.
My Dad would have rescued me from
a prison in Timbuktu, my mum panics driving far.
i loved my Dad so much and it hurts not having him now, I miss his sense of humour, I miss his optimism, his ability to just do stuff and know stuff and I miss his huge bear hugs.
sadly, one day, I think you'll understand.