JayStarwind
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My grandma was my second mother. I could talk to her about anything, she told me all kinds of stories from back in the day (was locked up with MLK), she taught me how to do yardwork, was always around, raised me for a while, etc. She was a very important part of my life. We found out she had cancer a little over a month ago, and her health rapidly started declining shortly after. I broke down multiple times while she was in the hospital, the worst when she stopped communicating and became delirious towards the end. The thought of how she must have felt when we left after visiting will forever bother me.
The thing is I haven't felt much since she passed. I sat in the room where her body laid for hours and could only stare. I couldn't sleep that same night; whenever I closed my eyes I saw the weirdest things. Since then I've thought about her a few times but have felt zilch. Idk if it's because it happened so quickly or because I haven't fully accepted the fact that she's gone--it still doesn't feel real.
Anyone have a similar experience? How did you cope?
The thing is I haven't felt much since she passed. I sat in the room where her body laid for hours and could only stare. I couldn't sleep that same night; whenever I closed my eyes I saw the weirdest things. Since then I've thought about her a few times but have felt zilch. Idk if it's because it happened so quickly or because I haven't fully accepted the fact that she's gone--it still doesn't feel real.
Anyone have a similar experience? How did you cope?