There is not a typical response to loss, as there is no typical loss. –Elizabeth Kubler-Ross
Dear Loss,
F***ck you.
Sincerely, me
I apologize for my crass language. I am usually not one to use profanity in public especially in writing, but those were seriously the only two words that kept swirling around in my mind as I tried to start this entry.
I have been meaning to write this post for a couple of months but something kept holding me back from sitting down and actually putting my thoughts on paper. My heart created this avoidance block because it knew it was going to be painful…excruciatingly painful. I needed the right time and head space to come undone.
So I sit here…one day before I have to go back to work (even though I had two weeks off to write this thing), on the second day of the New Year, to finally release and process this topic. With these words, flows years of stored up heartache and current raw emotions…
Loss is an interesting entity. It is something experienced by all. No one can escape it. We have seasons of blessings and then seasons of what feels like one loss after another.
Hit after hit.
Ache after ache.
What season are you in?
The loss of:
A loved one
A friendship
A relationship
A pet
A cherished item
A job
An opportunity
Your health
Your confidence
Your integrity
Your self-esteem
Your self-worth
Your security
Your identity
Your faith
Your hope.
With all of these forms of loss, one commonality unites them all: they all simply SUCK.
I’m sure there are more articulate words I could use to describe this experience but this is simply how I feel. There are days where it sucks so badly that I can barely function. I can barely breathe.
I can’t eat, I can’t think, I can’t work, I can’t hold a normal conversation, but instead I just cry or feel numb or force sleep so I can block out the pain for a few hours and pray the loss was all a dream. Sadly, it wasn’t.
We all handle loss differently. The grieving process is a complex experience. It affects us emotionally, physically, mentally, and spiritually.
Some of us choose to either overeat or not eat at all. Some of us isolate while others reach out. Some of us sleep all day or stay up all night. Some of us take a break from responsibilities while others of us work overtime or party to avoid feeling the pain of the loss.
Whatever our grief looks like, just remember it is your process. Allow yourself to feel what you feel.
According to Elizabeth-Kubler Ross, in her 1969 book On Death and Dying, she identifies five stages of grief and loss:
1. Denial and isolation
This often sounds like, “I can’t believe this is happening. It can’t be true.” It is often a normal reaction to rationalize the overwhelming emotions. It helps buffer the immediate shock of the loss.
2. Anger
Our anger can be targeted at various things including others, a higher power, the world, and ourselves. Blaming and being angry is easier to feel than something as vulnerable as hurt or fear.
3. Bargaining
This includes many “if only” thoughts. “If only, I hadn’t done this, or gone there, or asked that, or said that…” For some, we bargain with God or a higher power to bring back what we have lost in exchange for better behavior or commitment.
4. Depression
This can look differently for everyone. It can be externalized or internalized. Crying is common for some whereas others may not cry at all. Sadness and guilt are often intertwined in this stage.
5. Acceptance
This stage of mourning is marked by peace. Unfortunately, not all of us may reach this gift of the process. Sometimes, we can’t move past the anger or denial. Acceptance does not translate to having forgotten who/what we have lost or agreeing that the loss was fair, but it is to acknowledge that there was tremendous love interwoven in that connection. Many people often give the poorly worded advice, “You need to get over it and move on.” I often cringe when I hear those words. I’m sorry, but I will never “move on or get over” those I have loved, but rather, we can move through and forward from the pain and loss.
These stages do not only apply to death and dying. It can apply to all forms of loss. Loss is defined as being deprived of something or someone of value. It is simply an outline for our mourning process. Some of us may not experience all the stages and the stages do not need to be experienced in a particular order. Everyone’s process is different. Bereavement is a highly personal and individualized process. There is no “correct” way to grieve. Furthermore, there is no “normal” timetable for the grief. Remember to be patient with yourself and allow your process to naturally unfold.
In my 34 years of life, I have lost family members, friendships, and romantic loves. I have walked with friends, family, students, and clients through their journey of loss and mourning. As marriage and family therapists, we are trained and educated on understanding and helping others through grief and loss.
But, you want to know something….?
None of that training makes a personal experience of loss feel any less agonizing. Some might think that us therapists should know how to “properly” cope and handle grief, but honestly, we are human, and our hearts shatter too.
Recently, my Boston Terrier, Gucci, passed away unexpectedly and unexplainably. Although some may find my loss silly compared to other forms of loss, but to me, it was still ultimately a loss that I am still currently mourning. Her sudden death hit me hard. People who know me well, knew that she was my life. She was a part of my identity. I cherished her little being the way I cherish everyone else in my life that I value. Although she was a pet, she added so much joy to my life in her five short years of existence. She had been with me through the wonderful highs and the miserable lows.
With this recent loss, I was reminded again just how awful this process can be. A few months have passed and I am still randomly knocked over with crying spells and sudden moments of breath-stopping heartache. Recently, I was at the movie theaters and saw a preview for “A Dog’s Purpose” and practically lost my shit. I was quite annoyed with myself. But seriously, it was difficult to watch.
Personally, I am most thrown by the unpredictability of it all.
The unpredictable loss, the unpredictable moments of grief, the unpredictable reminders of the loss, and the unpredictable process of it all has been the most difficult. Being a control freak, I find comfort in knowing what to expect and when I am slapped with my own unexpected unregulated emotions, it throws me off my equilibrium. We don’t know when we will lose someone. We don’t know how we will react. And we don’t know how long the pain will last.
Unfortunately, I do not have the answer to ease your pain, although I desperately wish I could grant you immediate healing and peace in your season of loss. All I know for certain is that 1) loss sucks 2) unpredictability can rock us 3) there is hope for healing.
Every individual’s healing process will be different. The main thing to remember is to take care of yourself. The stress from the loss can often deplete our energy and overall well being. Taking care of our emotional and physical needs is imperative during this time even when we feel like we can’t. A few ways to bring healing may include:
1. Find support in your family and friends (Thanks to all my family and friends who helped support me through my losses. Your compassion and empathy are forever appreciated).
2. Join a grief support group (www.griefspeaks.com).
3. Express your grief in a tangible and creative way (art, journaling, etc…).
4. Keep your body physically healthy (diet, sleep, exercise).
5. Plan ahead for grief “triggers” (birthdays, anniversaries, holidays).
6. Allow yourself to feel what you feel and don’t let others tell you how to feel.
My favorite book as a child was “Where the Red Fern Grows” by Wilson Rawls. It is a coming of age story about a young boy and his love for his two pups. Whenever I think of love, I am reminded of this novel:
“Men," said Mr. Kyle, "people have been trying to understand dogs ever since the beginning of time. One never knows what they'll do. You can read every day where a dog saved the life of a drowning child, or lay down his life for his master. Some people call this loyalty. I don't. I may be wrong, but I call it love - the deepest kind of love."
After these words were spoken, a thoughtful silence settled over the men. The mood was broken by the deep growling voice I had heard back in the washout.
"It's a shame that people all over the world can't have that kind of love in their hearts," he said. "There would be no wars, slaughter, or murder; no greed or selfishness. It would be the kind of world that God wants us to have - a wonderful world.” ―Wilson Rawls, Where the Red Fern Grows
Gucci pooh, I still can't believe you're gone. You were so loved. I will miss your snorts, farts, quirks, and spooning. Hope doggie heaven is wonderful.