My beloved Dad died relatively suddenly about two months ago. He was my inspiration and my hero, and my reason for living life the way I do.
I've had a few moments/sad days of with intermittent gut-wrenching pain - like when the flood gates open it's unbearable. But for the past couple of weeks I've only had a little tear up here and there - I've seen friends, and got on with my work and done normal things.
I feel too okay - how can I be functioning this well when he was my whole world? It feels like a lie, like it doesn't reflect how much I loved him. It almost doesn't feel like it's happened sometimes.
I don't know if I'm in denial/avoiding and at some point it's going to hit me. Or if I genuinely am okay?
Has anyone else felt like this?