On 10 April it will be 3 years since my mum died. She was only 66.
She had breast cancer, which had spread to her bones and her liver. Ironically, 2 months before the advanced (secondary) cancers were diagnosed, she had received her 5 year/all clear. She had her first bout of chemotherapy, along with Herceptin - but contracted an infection, which killed her very quickly, via total organ failure.
We went from diagnosis of the secondary cancers in February 2004 to her death in April - so it was a lot to cope with in a short space of time. Although I was very upset initially, very quickly I found that I was dealing with everything in a very calm and rational manner.
I was very, very close to my mum and always envisaged that if she died that I would be devastated. It puzzled me then, and continues to puzzle me now that I haven't fallen apart and seem not to feel anything about my loss.
I went to my GP and was referred for some counselling. The counsellor took me through what I believe is the Edinburgh test for depression, and said that she found me to be one of the most clinically sane people she had talked to. To my mind this was surely an indication that I must be completely insane! She asked me why I wanted counselling, and the best I could reply at that point was that I supposed I wanted permission to feel as I did. She granted me that permission.
I have cried on the odd occasion - the first Mother's Day took me by surprise - but otherwise I just don't seem to feel anything. Part of me remains very rational. I know that the prognosis for my mum was not good, and that even after her chemotherapy we would have been looking at a short period of time, during which she would have been in a lot of pain, and facing an inevitable decline. My mum would have hated it - she was a very, very vital person. In many ways her death was a blessed release.
Sometimes I feel that it's as though my brain/psyche - or whatever is in control of me - is regulating my emotions. It's like blowing up a balloon and very, very gradually letting the air out of it. I sometimes think this is what's happening to me - if I very, very gradually let the emotion out, then I will be able to deal with the loss more easily. There is a lot to be said for not feeling anything, to be brutally selfish, because it makes coping with it/daily life much easier.
Other times I just worry that I'm storing up mental health problems for myself in the future.
Does anyone else here have similar experiences? What did you do? Should I have more counselling?
Sorry this is so long.
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I haven't grieved for my mum and I don't know if it's a problem (sorry, very long post)
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BecauseImWoeufIt · 05/04/2007 23:52
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