Yes OP, I lost my brother when he was 28. He would have been 36 this year.
All I can tell you is that the pain eventually goes, it crashes like waves but it subsides.
I went from crying multiple times a day, to once a day, to once every other day, then once a week, once a month and so on.
The grief is a huge internal wound, and you can’t expect to feel ok with that until it heals some.
I always envisioned my brothers loss like a hole in my life. At the beginning it was raw and bloody and awful to touch. As time went past, the hole was just as large but the edges weren’t as raw and sore to touch. Soon the edges were smooth and healed. The hole never healed but it doesn’t impact my life on a daily basis.
There are times that I cry so hard I can’t breathe thinking about him. But they’re so few and far between. Mostly I talk about him all the time and it doesn’t hurt me.
I’m so so sorry for your loss and so sorry that you’ve got such a way to go in your journey. It is a long painful road that’s so individual to everyone even for members of your own family.
Just please don’t think that you “should” be at a certain place in your grief. There is no should here. Don’t put expectations on yourself to feel or be a certain way. One day you’ll be ok and not think of her, the next day you’ll be distraught and feel of guilt that you didn’t think of her the day before! Both of those are perfectly, heartbreakingly normal.
Please go easy on yourself xx