In the last two years I have lost four people. First E, a close family friend from cancer at 68, then a very good friend, N, to cancer at 42 (brain, really heartbreaking), my very close uncle G (a second father to me) by unexpected heart attack at 78, and another uncle B whom with I grew up by sudden illness at 75.
My feelings of sadness, loss and guilt were worsened by me living in a different country from my friends and being yet in another country from my uncles. I wrote to my friend N daily to the end, phoned, sent things to make her feel my presence, but unfortunately did not make it to her bedside on time. She died two days before my arrival. And, because their deaths were so sudden, I could not say goodbye to either my uncles or our family friend.
And because life is like that, whilst these deaths were happening I lost my job, and other major events happened, so that I was not able to grieve properly.
I have now got depression and I am filling up the emptiness with food. I am trying to process the grief but I just feel empty, disconnected, and, if anything, guilty that I have not given them a 'proper' goodbye and I have not been able to stop my life for a bit to acknowledge their passing properly. It is as if from their dying some part of me has died too.
Is this grief too? I have cried a little but not much about this, it's as if it's all frozen inside me. I feel so empty, so guilty for being alive, do not know what to do.