My mom died 6 weeks ago. She was in assisted living and I was there much of the time with her. Suddenly she developed pneumonia and 5 days later she was gone. I can't seem to get past this. I was with her when she died and the image will forever stay in my mind. I'm depressed and experiencing panic attacks every day. I have no desire to move on with my day. I do take antidepressants but they obviously are not kicking in. Mom was 92 and I know I should be thankful that I had her as long as I did, but it doesn't help how I feel.
Is this a common reaction? How long does this grief last and how can I help myself?
Unfortunately, there is no time limitation on grief. That is up to you. That you ask the question shows that you want to move past your mother's death, but it really was not that long ago. It will take work. Each day do something special for you. Go out to lunch with a friend, attend yoga classes, find something that you will enjoy doing to get your life going again. A book club? Read Being Mortal.
I am so sorry for your loss and accept that mom is now at rest.
I miss my mom, but am glad she does not have to suffer. I attended a grief support group and I honor her with flowers at her grave and with some of her ashes I keep to honor holidays and other events we celebrated.
Take care of yourself, treat yourself, honor your mother and in time you will start to feel less sad. I feel my mother with me and you will too. We all grieve in different ways and time does heal. Blessings.
God, I pray that Aferrino finds peace in you. In Jesus' name.
I am sorry for your loss. And 6 weeks is not a long time--antidepressants take up to 6 weeks to even start showing any effect, esp when you are "new" to them--and they are just a bandaid when it comes to grief.
There are stages to grief, you will pass through all of them, whether you are aware of it or not. Time will heal this wound, and the last images, especially.
Have you a faith you hold to? This is the time to lean on your faith community. I know I have been buoyed up by my community many times. Everyone has lost someone they love. Everyone. You had the blessing of loving your mom and having had a good relationship with her. Many of us do not have that, and wonder what it's going to feel like when this person we are supposed to love passes--how will we feel? Guilt? Depression? I don't know, yet.
You do need to feel what you feel--and crying is OK. Don't let somebody tell you to "get over it". I remember the day my daddy passed (New Year's Day--12:45 am!) and after I finally got back home, I had finally gone to sleep and my son came busting in my room and said "Hey come go to a movie with us! It'll make you feel better!" Granted he was all of 25 and kind of thoughtless---but I know I was not pleased to have my grief "minimized".
Talk about it--seek therapy to wokr through your feelings if they persist. They say it takes about a year to "get over" a trauma of such a kind. Be good to yourself and patient. This too will pass.
How wonderful you loved your mother so much. That love still exists..no matter where mother's body has gone, her spirit is still very much alive. She would want you to live and be happy.
{{Hugs}}
I think the grief is different for everyone and you should definitely give yourself permission for whatever time you need. You don't get over it. Its like a wound that scabs over (you bump it and hurts and bleeds all over again), but each day it gets better and better.
If you spend alot of time with your loved ones and were very close or did the caregiving -- I would say there is some PTSD that sets in and it takes a while to find your new normal.
Give it time.
Rely on a close friend or two who are supportive no matter what
Find some new activities, daily routines, exercise that can distract
Maybe distance yourself from the house, memorabilia etc. for a few months - tuck them away so that you aren't having constant reminders of the loss -- you are going to feel that loss with or without the visuals.
Give yourself permission to shed the tears, set a time (20 min) and then force yourself to go for a walk, do a chore, or treat yourself to a milkshake or ice cream.
If this becomes so overwhelming after 6 months and you can't function -- then you may need to see a therapist to help you manage.
Remember - YOUR MOM/DAD WOULD NEVER WANT TO SEE THEIR LOVING DAUGHTER SO SAD AND DISTRAUGHT! That would wish you a happy life just as they had.
You feel what you feel and for as long as you need to. Just work your way through it and be sure to look after yourself. ((((((hugs)))))
You said the memory of being with her when she died is difficult. Keep asking the question until you get to a state of quiet if not peace.
I saw her last breath.
And then what happened?
I sat with her.
And then what happened?
The nurses came and told me she was gone.
And then what happened?
I made phone calls to family. That was so hard.
And then what happened?
They came and we cried together.
And then what happened?
I went home and was able to sleep.
When Mom died my World crashed and it took ten months before I could feel the joy coming back into my Life again. Cry when You feel like You want to cry, let it go and take Your time as the World will still be here when You are ready to kick on with Your Life, and You will. As a Christian I really do believe once I lead a good and Holy Life here on Earth that I will be united with Mother and All my love ones when I die. How Blessed We were to have Our Mothers in Our Lives
for all of those years. Rest in Peace.
I feel very much the same way you do about my own parents, taken from us far too soon. I miss them every day, but Thank God they left me with 5 Wonderful Siblings, who each hold many of the great characteristics of each of them, to carry me through my grief.
I am so often saddened by those who did not have the wonderful parents that you and I were blessed with, but I firmly believe that you make your family here on earth, and they don't necessarily have to be those we are related to.
For those still in the throes of grief, there is unfortunately no specific timeline for grieving, you Must put one foot forward each day, reach out to others, and never be ashamed to seek assistance from your Dr for help with medication either, to get us over the hump.
God Bless all of us who are grieving the loss of a parent!
Try to build up the other things in your life (your children? earning a living? travel?). I am sure that you know you need to do this, but it takes time and a lot of self control to make it happen. Best wishes.
HOWEVER STOP BEATING YOURSELF UP !! - you have done all you could for her & probably more than she would have asked for if you asked her 20 years ago - my mom is in her last days & I am grateful to have her for this long - she is 92 also - 4 days ago she grabbed my hand & kissed it [I think & want to believe] then said thank you - but she has severe dementia & I lost her a long time ago in bits & pieces so I have premourned [I may have made a new word here] her already
So I am going to play 'mom' to you & give you 'a slap upside your head' as we call it [because we're the same age +/-] - unless she was a very selfish person then she would be saying thanks for all you have done, thanks for being there to the very end, thanks for putting yourself out for me, NOW MOVE ON & MAKE ME PROUD
Then next do something she always wanted to do & never got to - so go snorkling with some fish, go to the bottom of the Grand Canyon, go to a historic place she talked about & never made it, etc - use this as your final project for her memory & when you get there say out loud 'this is for you mom' - if you have her ashes with you okay but the point is to remove something from her bucket list for her as a LAST THING YOU CAN DO FOR HER
Now make her proud & move on with your life knowing you did the best you could do for her - this is your time to do something for yourself because you don't want the rest of the family to say after you're gone 'she never amount to much after her mom died .... such a pity' & such a waste of a vibrant person's life [as I see you] - I am sorry you lost your mom but instead being depressed rather rejoice that you had her so long when many don't have that priviledge
Hugs from all of in the same position - M
I lost my Mom late last year at 94. There was even a point in her remaining months that I told myself & close friends I "was ready" for her to go, as she was facing health scares, not happy about her recent move to indie living from her happy apartment, was never huge on being a content person... its been 10 months since her passing and I still miss her so very, very much.
As has been said here, when we're caregivers for them, even more goes in to the equation of loss. You said you spent a lot of time with her - how many times did you hear your identity as "the daughter"? It was my ID through many instances especially throughout her move, emerg room visits, during her hospital stay, physio rehab, and finally, at the nursing home. It was how I intro'd myself for God's sake.. "I'm the daughter" -- like it was the code words to begin discussions, the dissemination of information, all that stuff.
Before that, things like the knowing smiles from people in the grocery stores, the department stores, driving down the street when out with Mom... there goes a Mother and her daughter.
Its quite the re-adjustment, this getting to the new normal. Its the next phase.
Please be okay with your grief, okay? Picture yourself as a good friend.. what would you tell your good friend with this situation?
It doesn't matter how old they grew to be... doesn't make it any easier. It means you had them in your life even longer, to hopefully grow close to, or learn things about.
If you are dealing with her items at all... another tough part of this adjustment.
I think someone has posted here about the 7 stages of grieving - if not, please look it up-- it may explain a few things for you. Like, how you think its Tuesday the 18th but actually its Sunday the 25th.
Things will get better. Its part of being human; having a heart. I'm glad you reached out to this forum.
Thank you, Aferrino.
It is ironic that after years trying to separate from my mother, to create boundaries so that my life could be truly my own, and so that I need not carry the sadness she carried but could not work through, that life would find me back where I began...I wonder now how much of my sadness is really hers, as she tries to continue to deny an emotional life. I have been trying to write- and post- something about my experiences these days. Your note to Aferrino got me finally to take a risk. Thank you, truly.