Wednesday #4 (or, Will I Forever Mark Time This Way?)

I feel annoying disconnected at work.  Everything is the same in my brain, but I don’t have any freedom of expression here (other than writing).  It’s not so bad when I’m busy, but I don’t typically stay busy all day long.  I want this pain to be over, but I know that I have to walk through it before I can heal and I’d like to get on with that.  This is me being impatient though, and trying to fix the problem as quickly as I can.  It’s not realistic.  What IS realistic is that I am walking through this even at work – it’s just more frustrating here.

I found a suicide survivor forum which I joined, Alliance of Hope, and I read something this morning which has been stuck in the back of my head since then.  The writer said something along the lines of, “How am I supposed to ‘move on’?  The person who loved me and protected me and shared my life is gone.  The person who was the reason I cooked meals, kept the house clean, and dressed myself up is gone.  The person who made me coffee and sat with me every day is gone.  How in the world can I move on?”  This really resonates with me.  My brain tries to downplay all the stress I’m under sometimes, but I shouldn’t let it because my life is very much pieces of what it used to be.  I, myself, am broken too.  Even though I had more warning than some people whose loved ones commit suicide, that doesn’t change the fact that it was sudden and unexpected and sometimes I feel like I’ve been through a paper shredder. 

Today, at this moment, I am dealing with the fact that Matt is dead and will never, ever be coming back to me.  I am accepting it.  Further implications have not been acknowledged – I’m just wrapping my head around what I can and not worrying about the rest.  I know this is subject to change at any minute but I’m glad that I can see it this way right now.  It’s so much more painful to not be able to believe that I’ll see Matt again but at the same time not be able to let go. 

For the record, every time any of you comments on my posts, I get excited.  So you should keep doing it/do it more often.  🙂  Even if the feedback isn’t necessarily “helpful” to me, the fact that there IS feedback makes me glad. 

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I'm a young, childless widow who is trying to figure out the best way to deal with the world in light of my late husband's suicide. It's harder than I ever imagined it would be, but somehow at the same time I am still alive and even happy sometimes.

5 thoughts on “Wednesday #4 (or, Will I Forever Mark Time This Way?)”

  1. A few things that have been suggested to me: Distraction is your friend. Try to focus on the things within your control (actions, attitude). Make sure your “self-talk” is kind, honest, and productive.

    Love you, Erin!


  2. As I was saying last night, I am finding your posts incredibly helpful as well….you are so honest and wise beyond your years. I really appreciate being a part of your journey and will continue to read….yesterday was the best day I had had since Matt’s death, and I think a part of that was made possible by some of your insights. Thank you for sharing!


  3. Wow, how wonderful that you can be a part of that forum. That’s so great. I know there are people there who will/are being helped in some way by your thoughts/reflections, too. As I am!


  4. I registered just so I could leave comments. You go ahead and ban me when you’ve had enough comments.
    I’ll comment the heck out of you. It’s nice to feel like I can do something, anything, for your day.


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