Quote (Muted @ 3 Dec 2009 01:39)
I actually told a few people (friends) the moment it happened, but, when they came home and said she didn't make it like, I pretty much quit talking about it to anyone.
Everybody asks how I'm doing/feeling and all I say is "Yup," 'cause I don't want to talk about it or really think about it.. although I do when I go to bed.
Perfectly normal.
Friends are good to talk about it with too, and you should absolutely open up after you give yourself a little bit of time, but professionals are really good at getting to the roots of shit like this and sort of letting the emotions out.
Think of the feelings you have like an infected wound. Right now, it's so stuffed up with the inflammation of your grief and your guilt and a thousand other feelings that the wound can't even heal, it's just festering. By letting yourself talk about it, it's like draining out that pus so that the wound can start healing.
Kind of a gross metaphor, but at least vaguely accurate. IMO. I'm no professional in the situation or anything of the sort, but I've known plenty of people who went through this sort of shit, and that's what I've picked up about it.