Grief: You Don’t Just Get Over It

Grief is not something that you can just “get over.” It’s not something that you can get around, but something you learn to grow around. You learn how to reshape your life in a new way, in which life goes on, but the grief always remains.

I have been losing my Mom to late stages of dementia. Her condition has been progressing for years, and a few years ago, she had to move into an assisted living nursing home for 24/7 professional care. I believe that she can still feel me, can still feel who I am, but she has rationally forgotten who I am for a couple of years now.

I feel that she’s at the phase now where I can’t take photos of her because it’s just clearly not her anymore. And when I look back, early 2024, or even 2023, was really the last time that we could take selfies together. For me, it’s a big deal because photography is really important to me, and I love to document everything. Even looking at photos from 2020 forward, when you can tell that she is changing, I can still look back on these pics and cherish our time together. And now, this is yet another part of her that I am losing. This disease is like grief in slow motion.

The thing is, I am no longer apologetic over my grief. When everything first started happening, and people would ask me about it, I would sort of brush it off or make light of it. They’d ask, “are you okay?” And I would tell them that it’s fine. They’d say, “how are you doing?” And I’d say, I’m doing alright. I used to feel like I had to make others feel comfortable in the midst of my devastation.

That was me not fully feeling my feelings. That was me thinking that grief is not socially acceptable, and so I have to hide it. To help myself cope, I’d try to think about “negative aspects” of Mom. You know, nobody’s perfect, so I would dwell on the things that made her imperfect. I was lying to myself, making up silver linings, forcing toxic positivity.

I didn’t really cry. And when I did cry, I’d tell myself that I was crying about something else, not her. I kept myself distracted. I avoided sitting with my feelings and just accepting them. I tried to tell myself that it wasn’t that bad.

It’s different now. When someone asks me if it’s hard to lose a parent, if it’s hard to watch them go through dementia, if it’s hard to deal with this loss, I’m not going to sugarcoat it. I’m not going to apologize for my grief. I will be honest and tell them that it’s difficult. And if that answer makes them uncomfortable, then so be it.

I have a close friend who lost her father a couple of years ago. As time goes by, she cries over him, she goes through old photos of him and posts them online, she confides in others about her pain. And yet, she’s had people in her life tell her that it’s time to move on. She’s had people make remarks such as, “it’s been X amount of years” or “you need to move forward” or “you shouldn’t be so sad.” And these comments are always coming from people who have never lost a parent, or never experienced true grief.

Ten years from now, this pain will not be gone. Twenty years from now, this pain will not be gone. Fifty years from now, this pain will not be gone. In fact, it may get worse, but it surely will not go away. I’ll get married, look around, and won’t see her. I’ll have my first baby, and she will never hold him or her. My kids will grow up and never know the comfort of her hugs.

I’m allowed to be upset about losing my mom. I give myself permission to cry over her. When I’m missing her, I’m going to let myself miss her. Never again, will I attempt to cover up my pain, or push aside my grief for the comfort of anybody else. I don’t know why some people do not allow others to grieve. Maybe they just don’t want to believe that life could be so unfair.

I have a lot of love in my life, a lot of people who support me, and a lot of positive aspects going on. Yet all of the beautiful things in my life can never take away the grief I have for my mother. That’s a statement that a lot of people don’t want to hear — and I don’t care. This is my grief. And I’m not just going to get over it.

10 responses to “Grief: You Don’t Just Get Over It”

  1. Monch Weller Avatar

    Sorry to hear of what happened to your mom. Also had the same experience when my mother died of cancer 4 years ago. I agree with what you said — “yet all of the beautiful things in my life can never take away the grief I have for my mother.”

    It’s been four years since she’s gone, and while I don’t feel as sad as when she died in August 2021, there’s an obvious void that’s impossible to fill. As a family friend who’s also a psychiatrist put it: “Grief isn’t a linear process, it’s circular. You may think you’re OK one day, and then you’ll find yourself sad the next day.”

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    1. Lotus Laura Avatar

      That is absolutely true that grief is circular, I feel that to my core. I absolutely feel that. It’s like your life is growing around the void, but never fills inside of it.

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  2. Dave Kellogg Avatar
    Dave Kellogg

    This is a very insightful post. You hit the nail on the head!

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    1. Lotus Laura Avatar

      Thanks dad! ❤️

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  3. thebigbuddy Avatar

    It’s absolutely, completely normal to grieve your mom as you knew her, and to struggle with something as difficult as dementia. I’m glad you realize that.

    I think I may have mentioned by grandmother had Alzheimers, so I understand what you’re going through and how difficult it is to see someone you love robbed of their sense of self and their mind lose its temporal anchor.

    On top of that, it’s impossible to go through something like this without wondering about the genetic aspect, and whether the same thing might happen to you.

    I hope the rest of your family and friends are supportive.

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    1. Lotus Laura Avatar

      Thank you, it’s validation that I need, because sadly I’ve experienced a handful of people in life who have either deliberately said, or at least implied, that grief is supposedly not an excuse to get upset. Some people are really, really disconnected from reality.

      Yeah, it’s also been my grandpa and my aunt, as well as my mom, so there is absolutely that fear of this disease in my family and affecting me someday. Until you’ve experienced someone close to you going through it, you don’t understand. I’ve seen it very poorly played out in movies or TV shows, people don’t realize that this disease is so much more than losing one’s memory. It also affects each person completely uniquely. Probably one of the most misunderstood diseases. So yeah, that also adds to the feeling of isolation. But to know that there are still people like you who do have that experience and understanding, whether specifically with this disease or with grief in general, is supportive and I appreciate that.

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      1. thebigbuddy Avatar

        You’re absolutely right, people don’t understand unless they’ve been through it. There’s nothing like it because you’re grieving your loved one while that person is still physically present, but their mind has been taken by the disease.

        That’s not to say other deaths aren’t tragic, but something like a heart attack has a finality to it, whereas dementia and Alzheimers can play out for years.

        It’s like ripping a band aid off vs slowly and painfully peeling it off.

        Some people might think it’s strange to grieve before you’ve technically lost the person, but that’s what makes it even more painful, especially when they have momentary flashes of lucidity in which they realize what’s happening to them and you can see the panic, the abject horror in their eyes.

        That happened to my grandmother, and that was one of the worst parts.

        I’m sorry to hear it’s so prevalent in your family. It’s a small consolation, but there seems to be good progress with research into prevention and hopefully a cure. I just read something recently about new research and will try to find it again.

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      2. Lotus Laura Avatar

        It is very much an emotional rollercoaster. Things will never return to normal, but sometimes my mom will start to improve, and then she’ll regress again, and then she will improve. Sometimes I visit and it feels like she’s completely gone, other times I visit her and she’s laughing and smiling and I can still feel that energy in her. So that adds more complexity to the grief, as it’s not a final end, it’s also not completely downwards, it’s up and down. That’s what makes it even more emotionally exhausting.

        Thanks, I know that it’s being studied and hoping for scientific breakthroughs very soon! You can only hope!

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  4. Carole Avatar
    Carole

    Love you Laura! Sending you Hugs!

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    1. Lotus Laura Avatar

      Love you! Many hugs xoxo

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