The incredibly true adventures of a travel loving kid at heart who just became both an MBA and a recent widow. Navigating widowhood is the hardest thing I've ever done. Come along for the bumps in the journey.
4.09.2014
Day 41
Yesterday i went to my first "young widow" grief support group. I felt numb all day, like I couldn't feel anything at all. I told a friend less than an hour before the group met that I was feeling numb and didn't expect to get much out of it. And then I walked into that room and sat awkwardly for a few minutes... and spent the next 90 minutes crying. Or most of it, anyhow... After having been told by half a dozen people that I didn't need to speak if I wasn't comfortable, I ended up monopolizing the group. I probably did 80% of the speaking. When I left, I felt like I had had such a good release. Prior to going to that meeting I didn't feel like I'd been holding a lot in, but I definitely left feeling like I'd let a lot out. I don't know what to expect from the group (it's ongoing, and people come and go as they need), but I will definitely go back and give it another go in two weeks when they meet again.
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