well, likewise jynier- please do be open here, it's a safe place for that. I see a counsellor now but haven't been in ages. I don't ever speak about it in RL either- I don't want to upset people, and most people would recoil in some kind of way to it.
However, some days- I feel that sometimes it is appropriate to talk about those I have lost recently, such as DD or my grandparents (who raised me) and then, I deliberately talk about them openly (amongst family). They tell me to stop
they are veyr much the shut up, move on, let's not talk about it variety..but I think out of respect actually it is important to talk about them sometimes. At Christmas I lit a candle- my mother freaked out and blew it out (she's not normal) but I did it and said how I remembered a christmas with my grandmother when we had all been together, with DD, and my grandfather, and told a few stories.
It's only rarely that I do this, and is only with people who are so adamantly uncomfortable with talking about it. I think I enjoy winding them up, and making them face reality. (you may feel like this some days too, I think in the bereaved it can happen, that you spend 90% of your time nice and the other 10% much more likely to say what you think than before). When my grandmother found out she was dying, she liked this poem:
Death is nothing at all.
I have only slipped away to the next room.
I am I and you are you.
Whatever we were to each other,
That, we still are.
Call me by my old familiar name.
Speak to me in the easy way
which you always used.
Put no difference into your tone.
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed
at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me. Pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word
that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effect.
Without the trace of a shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same that it ever was.
There is absolute unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind
because I am out of sight?
I am but waiting for you.
For an interval.
Somewhere. Very near.
Just around the corner.
All is well.
so for that reason, I still talk about her when I can.
(sorry for hijack)