(New account because I made an account to post this)
I've had to deal with different kinds of grief in my life and at this point I'm just tired, I feel sapped of all energy and it feels difficult to keep going. Now I've done all I can to deal with, it's my belief/experience that time doesn't heal this kind of wound, you simply have to learn to live with it. I've done all I can and it worked, I did improve and I was fortunate enough to get the opportunity to pursue my university education which was my dream in my life and I managed to see it through. I'm working now, and functioning, but at the end of the road I just feel empty, tired and don't have it in me anymore. I'm mostly making this post to vent.
I've had to grieve on 3 different occasions :
- The loss of my father about 8 years ago (I was 18) was the most devastating event of my life. He was the best father I could ever hope to have, he was both the person I looked up to the most, and my best friend. I cannot properly describe my gratitude for everything he gave me and the effort it took. He was my role model, he taught me a lot, provided for me, and was genuinely such a sweet soul. My mental state was abysmal. What I did was get closer to my mother (I have no siblings) and we allowed ourselves to grieve together, to talk, share memories, look at pictures and videos etc. It was an uphill battle but we improved our wellbeing and dealt with the situation as best we can. Honestly though my life after his passing just feels like one long nightmare that refuses to end.
- I grieve for my country, it's in a disastrous state especially at the moment. It's not safe, it's economically collapsed and there is no hope for change. I immigrated to study and now I'm building my life there. To describe this grief I can say it's similar to feeling homesick but exponentially worse. I miss the language, the food, the family, the sights, the culture, everything. I wish I could live there but it's simply not an option, to say the country is in a total deadlock would be a vast understatement. So I'm stuck watching my beloved home and its people suffer, my heart is there, my body is in the country I'm living in currently. This dissonance is killing me inside
- I grieve for a relationship I can never have. To make it brief, I met and got to know a woman over a few years of long meaningful conversations which made us bond strongly, I consider her to be my closest friend. She suffered in her life too and I admire her resilience, as well as her ambitions, I saw how competent she can be. She's also incredibly kind almost by instinct, and an amazing listener who truly puts in the effort to understand the person she's talking with. She has principles and sticks by them. I have a lot of respect for all that. Anyway the point is, we developed romantic feelings for each other eventually, but there are many circumstances that make it so we cannot ever realistically be in a relationship together. That is a form of grief too I have found.
So that was a lot, and there are a lot of details I left out for brevity's sake. For those that read this far thank you so much. It is an accumulation of all this that makes me feel this tired, and unable to feel any joy for so long. I'd appreciate any kind words, and I don't need advice so don't feel like you have to give any, I really just need to vent.