Anyone else in a depressed mood?

[Goldberg]

I am. I have been since my grandpa died on Tuesday. I just don't feel like doing anything. I can't eat. I can barely sleep. I guess it's normal in this type of situation.

It's been pure hell for my family and I this past week. I lost my other grandpa in October of 2002. It sucks that this had to happen on Tuesday--so close to when my other grandpa died.

Why is it always the good people that die? Why do all the bad ones still run around alive? Life isn't fair that way.

Life sucks right now. I probably won't be happy for a long time.

On edit: I've been depressed most of my life, so grandpa's dying has made it worse.

[NightTrain]

1. What you're going through is perfectly natural.

And I say that as a 37-year-old who has already lost both parents, and whose last surviving grandparent died when I was 14.

At a time like this, all you can do is wait it out. Eventually, you will feel better. I know that's cold comfort, but it's the best I can tell you. :hug:

[camero]

2. I'm sorry you're depressed

It's a normal part of grieving. You'll get over it. The thing that got me to stop grieving when my grandmother died was the fact that she was not suffering anymore. Carrying her casket was the hard part.

[madmax]

3. Sorry about your grandpa, Goldberg

You will always miss him but, you'll heal. It takes time. I lost my favorite uncle 8 years ago and I still think about just about everyday. When I start to get depressed I think about things he taught me about life and it helps me get through the sadness.

:hug:

[Goldberg]

4. That's really hard to do at this point...

but thanks for the help.

[NC_Nurse]

5. I'm so sorry for your loss...

your Grandpa must have loved you very much and you him. That is the greatest gift you have given him. He lives on in your memory and you can keep all the goodness he gave you with you always.
Take care of yourself, I'm sure that's what he would want.
Love,
Robin:hug:

[Ilsa]

6. You have my condolences.

I lost my mom over three years ago and i still miss her like crazy. I also have a perpetual grief occuring with a disabled child. You're right: it isn't fair; not in the least.

Remember that your grandfather would probably want you to be happy and would not want you to shut yourself off from others. Please consider ways to get back "into the groove"; be active physically and mentally. Perhaps there is something you can do to memorialize him in the form of a gift to a worthy cause in his name?

I wish only the best for you and your family during this time of pain.

[Goldberg]

7. Thanks.

That's really hard to do right now. I'm in the mindset that I don't care about anything right now...that I don't want to do anything.

My grandpa would want me to be happy. He thought the world of his family. It's just too hard to do right now--to be happy.

You have my condolences. I hope your child will only get better.

[cryfordawn]

8. So sorry about your loss.

I'm sorry to hear about your loss. You never seem to get over it but it does get better. I lost my mom when she was 38 years old. I was 15 and it was very hard on me. Just remember all the good times and it'll get better.
:hug:

[methinks2]

9. My sympathies, here is a poem that always gives me hope

Remember, they really are always with us. We just can't see them. They'll let you know in small ways when they stop to visit.



"THE ROSE STILL GROWS BEYOND THE WALL"
Near a shady wall a rose once grew,
Budded and blossomed in God's free light,
Watered and fed by morning dew,
Shedding its sweetness day and night.
As it grew and blossomed fair and tall,
Slowly rising to loftier height,
It came to a crevice in the wall,
Through which there shone a beam of light.
Onward it crept with added strength,
With never a thought of fear or pride,
It followed the light through the crevice's length,
And unfolded itself on the other side.
The light, the dew, the broadening view
Were found the same as they were before;
And it lost itself in beauties new,
Breathing its fragrance more and more.
Shall claim of death cause us to grieve,
And make our courage faint or fail?
Nay! Let us faith and hope receive:
The rose still grows beyond the wall.
Scattering fragrance far and wide,
Just as it did in days of yore,
Just as it did on the other side,
Just as it will for evermore.
by A. L. Frink

[Goldberg]

10. Thanks.

That's a nice poem. I like it.