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I understand why group counseling does not work for me. I soak up sorrow from the other people. I knew right away groups of grieving people would further drain me. I am an empath. I soak up what people around me are feeling. This website has been the best thing for me to cope with the loss of my rock in this life. My Mother. It has a little over three years and it has gotten more tolerable but I will never be the same.
I am in individual therapy after losing my sister. I just started going twice a week as once was not enough. I hate that I'm getting worse. So I know what you mean about it going downhill instead of upward. It may be the counselor, it may be the counseling style. At times I felt like it wasn't working for me, but sometimes it does. I honestly did not want to start shuffling around for a new counselor so unless it was REALLY bad I am staying with this lady for a while.
Why do you think it's making you worse? Sometimes on therapy days I just want to go home and get in bed and not even talk about my grief, but I have therapy and have to go discuss. On those days I feel like it's not working because I'm being forced to think and talk about it when I don't feel like it.
Jean, I absolutely understand what you mean by soaking up others grief. It's why I had to take a break from this online forum I was on. I was tired of talking about my grief, I want to talk about something else. People post these sad pictures and sad, sad poems and it makes me feel worse. But overall, it is good to have someone designated to talk too. I don't have any friends anymore. It's horrible not having anyone to talk to.
I thought I'd add a small bit to this blog heading. I did a personal one on one grief consultation with a psychologist within the first week or two after my husband died. When she said I was suffering from the symptoms of depression I knew right then that therapy from someone who had never experienced the loss of a spouse was not going to work. Then i did a three time group session sponsored by a local hospice within the first two months of his death. I could barely hold myself together. Talked very little and found retreating into my shell I had already constructed to be my best option. Tried another one-on-one about eight months after he died and though she was understanding and kind I realized that(for me) I was going to be talking to another person about a history that she could never understand and so I retreated once again. Another month passed and I tried another grief group that was led by a woman who had lost her daughter in a car accident and the other group members had experienced different losses (spouse, son, daughter, mother) and though I stayed with it for the four sessions I came out once again feeling it hadn't really done more than give me another place to ask myself why? With no solid answers.
I did end up meeting another woman from that group who had also lost her husband and we have kept up a continued friendship because we found similarities in our management of the loss of our husbands. We agreed there is no real moving on just enduring and trying to manage. Also tried a churchy kind of grief group a bit later and walked out within the first ten minutes. So I have tried all kinds of group and personal counseling. For me, it was not an answer it just let me know I was going to be taking this on the chin.
After three years and nine months of walking the path of grief, for me, I can say it has been all about surviving the worst and hoping for some times of reprieve but my brain controls how I feel. I can't control it. I've had some epiphanies along the way that have given me some threads to weave a partial existence beyond grief but personally I think it is a constant battle of toughing it out.
The pain is excruciating. Everything and anything can set off memories that destroy any semblance of what balance I might have achieved. And I have made no decisions other than when I wake up I try to mange another day. And manage is what I do.
But more importantly the reason I am writing is because of what Michael wrote. I have cried and cried and cried and cried for years. For me that is the point. That is what I use to manage. It was copious and unending for years. I am seeing it back off a tiny bit into this third year. I believe it is my only way of coping. It releases a valve that I can feel building up pressure and I have to let it flow. I have no choice in the matter. It is the only way I am slowly getting more time of reprieve from the anguish of losing the only thing that meant anything in my life. The crying is also of a different kind than it was for the first couple years. And the lows are lower than I thought I could go. But I am still trying to let the crying be the way I survive without taking my life. And yes, Michael, for me, I guess that is the point. I don't know what else to do. Death buried me too except for my body. But my brain knows full well what happened and it hates every moment. So I guess I'll just cry until my body says, enough......
I don't understand how grief counseling can work. It didn't for me. Hopefully it does for you. As I understand it, there are two things at work.
1. The physical loss of the person.
2. The concept that they are 100% gone forever.
No one can fix the first condition, but the second one is a different story to some of us.
Thank you for this discussion.
My husband passed away last November 2016. I was wondering if the counselling sessions could help me. My brain keeps telling me to move on but my emotion keeps me grieving.
I think I will wait and see first before I make a decision to contact a counsellor or not.
Thank you Dennis for your reply.
I guess I need to look for my own hope to be able to move on.
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