Dad died 2 months ago- very sudden unexpected... Close family... Great support network.. But why do I want everyone to fuck off and leave me alone? Why do I fantasise about running away? I was in a hospital this week for my job and I had a fleeting moment of wanting to get into a bed and stay there... I won't talk to my bf ... I won't let me family see me upset... I cry alone every day... This week has been utterly horrible and I feel slightly demented with grief... Is this normal? Does it really pervade your whole being like this?