Masking Our Grief
In the early days after your child dies, it can be quite clear to the person on the outside what stage you are in; most likely it is obvious to someone that you are in shock when you walk around aimlessly wondering what to do or you repeat over and over again that you can’t believe this is happening. Depression may appear obvious to outsiders when you can’t seem to get out of bed or you ignore taking care of yourself. Anger can be seen by the shortness of your patience or the fervor with which you react to little things. The point is that early on people expect to see these things in a newly bereaved person, they are readily able to understand why you might be feeling the way you are or acting the way you do. It’s still so “early” they say. They’re still grieving.
Then time passes and people are less apt to be around as often. You move through your stages in whatever zig-zag pattern you need to whether you ride a roller coaster of emotions or spend long periods of time suffering in one place. On the outside, those who were feeling your pain and understanding your grief continue on with their daily lives and are less and less affected by your tragedy. It doesn’t mean they care less for you or your circumstances; it means that because they are not directly affected in their day to day routine, they forget. It is normal. Their lives have not been altered so severely as ours, nor should they be as it did not happen to them. As the bereaved parent, our lives are altered forever. There is no return to normal, daily living as it used to be; it is a new path of survival, perseverance and sadness.
But to the outside world, they see us functioning, attending school events for our surviving children or grocery shopping or eventually maybe going to an evening social event. We look the same to them again. “They are out and about - they must be doing well.” “How great they’re out again.” “They must be getting over it.” “They look like nothing ever happened.” “It’s been over a year now, they must be moving on.”
Thing is, we will never get over it. We will never move on. We have learned to wear a mask and shield the outside world from knowing our pain. We have become masters of disguise, hiding the constant anger that wells up in us or pushing back tears that want to come rushing to the surface. We camouflage our sorrow and our longing. Please don’t ever think that just because we emit an occasional laugh or take part in some fun that we have forgotten our precious daughter. She is in everything we do and in every thought we have. She is at the forefront of all our waking moments. We continue through our grief stages on the inside and believe that the process will continue in us forever. Our sorrow, anger, depression, shock, sadness, loneliness are not gone. But now we keep them to ourselves so as to function in a world of which we feel we no longer belong.
 Kübler-Ross, E. (1969) On Death and Dying, Routledge, ISBN 0415040159
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