What Complicated Grief Is Like

By Stephanie Muldberg: For Entire Post, Go Here…

Twelve years ago, my 13-year-old son Eric died after a courageous, 16-month-long battle with cancer. For the next four years, I fought my own battles dealing with my loss until I was able to give it a name — complicated grief — and receive treatment for it.

I was unprepared for my grief and how others would react to it. I worried people would be uncomfortable seeing me emotional, so I tried to protect them by remaining silent and avoiding them. I felt the sting of rejection by friends and acquaintances who now viewed me differently. I felt people’s impatience when I was unable to shake off feelings of sadness, anger, confusion and loneliness even years after Eric’s death. I lost faith in the goodwill of others and felt a painful sense of isolation.

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