DM died three weeks ago after a long and protracted illness (cancer, isn't it always?). I've spent the past year balancing the demands of travel to be with her (four hours each way) with a very full on full time job, young family and being the main liaison for all other family members. It's been exhausting but I've just kept on going. I thought I'd either fall apart after her death or feel relieved but I just feel numb and overwhelmed and....annoyed? I also haven't really cried. When she was diagnosed there was a feeling of "don't fall apart until you know it's cancer, don't fall apart until you know how advanced it is, don't fall apart until you know the treatment hasn't worked" so there's never been a cliff edge of emotion to fall off. And now it's just a gentle declining slope into the quagmire of grief and I know I should go in and submerge myself but I'm avoiding it. I won't discuss her with anyone, I have dived straight back into work full steam and actively stop myself crying even when I'm alone. It's like I don't know how to grieve. Am I going to completely fuck myself up?