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Offline Kate3027

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Sad and angry
« on: July 13, 2018, 09:23:31 AM »
I feel so alone. I donít know if I have ever felt as alone as I have done this past week. I canít really say what happened, I only know that I woke up one day and felt the weight of such a profound sadness that I could not shift.

Now anything will set me off, the kindness of a stranger, an ambulance driving past at full speed, a songs on the radio about love, loss, hope, the sad things my children say about my Dad, the fact that I canít make death make any more sense to them that I can for myself. If he had lived in Neverland, said my four-year-old, then he never would have died. If Father Christmas had used his special magic, she then said, he could have made Grandpa live for ever.

I was sewing for a while, and that made me happy, but I somehow lost faith in myself after I woke up that morning and havenít made anything since.

I feel so wholly separated from my family, emotionally as well as in distance. It makes me not want to speak to them at all at the moment. My mum is doing fine, she has a very good support system around her and although she is sad, she is ok. My sister has always been in a world of her own, nothing has changed there. My brother, who said he would always look out for me when I told him 6 months ago that I wasnít ok, and that I felt he had left me alone in my grief, who said he would call every week just to talk, never called. If I have to have one more conversation with my mum gushing about how wise he his, about how sage his advice is, this enlightened brother of mine, so wise that he simply forgets to ever speak to his sister, I think I might hang up the phone. Heís having a baby, heís too busy. Heís been having a baby for the past 8 months. I had two babies and donít remember anyone giving me a break or falling over themselves to give me recognition for simply being a mother. I donít recall anyone saying anything at all.
I have long known that my brother is the Golden Boy in my mumís eyes. She will ask him for advice, but dismiss the thought of ever asking me, and then gush about his answers, which are the same answers I would have given. But she has never given me the credit for actually being an adult. It has never mattered that I got married, that I had children, that I moved away all those years ago. Even when my dad got ill I was always the little one, canít handle the truth, she let my brother in, but not me. Only now when I look back do I feel that I was almost unaware of how serious his illness was, I was simply not told. When I was finally informed I remember the words, ďwe are all adults now, so itís right you should know..Ē.

And I am so angry about all of that. That I feel as though I was the child pushed away, and now I am here, on the outside looking in, held at arms length from any real decisions or importance.

How are you? they might ask in a couple of weeks. How can I answer that question when this is what I feel? This is too much to tell somebody. So what do I do? How do I move forward? I donít want to be bitter. I want to have a relationship with my family that is based on mutual respect.

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Re: Sad and angry
« Reply #1 on: July 24, 2018, 11:31:18 AM »
Hi Kate
Famillys and people react differently too a loss and those differences can and so often do drive wedges between them. I guess being the youngest they treat you as they would have when you were a child and even though now you clearly no longer are,that familly dynamic remains, which doesnt help you at all just now.But what i,m trying to say here is that within a familly there are these roles or positions, and losing some-one in the familly shifts them, which makes it difficult for any further shifts, i think because it is a traditional role your brother feels his new role is to step up for your mum and in doing so has not been able to do the same for you.
My personal feeling is that if you can find help from outside the familly it may mean that you are able to be closer again later,whether thats a friend, here, or bereavement counselling.
I wonder too whether there is more you can share with your children. it could be in creating a memory box or planting a tree, something shared - something where you can keep his memory alive for them and for you too, a way to collect and hold onto the good memorys you have of the times spent with your dad. Who knows maybe one day your children will also share that with your brothers child, and maybe he will appreciate that while words of wisdom are his way of dealing with this, your way, though different is also valid. My oldest two grandsons are the only ones who remember grandad, but the younger ones know him through what their brothers have said and passed down, they have a place by the river to send him messages - you will find your own thing - but i think that is important for all of them to have that. Not even father christmas,s special magic could help, but as with father christmas writing to some-one unseen doesnt make the writing or the words any less important. :hug: