i'm one of those people who appear to be ignoring it when i'm at a funeral.
I'm not. Death is the one area in my life that I'm able to somewhat compartmentalize for some reason. I get through the funeral and wakes and such, and then go home and BAWL my ever lovin eyes out. Sometimes the grief doesn't hit me until a year or two after. Like my grandmother for example. I miss her now a LOT now that I have a kid, but when she died it wasn't sad for me. I don't KNOW WHY.
The weirdest part? death of pets hit me much HARDER than humans...
I think the victorian attitude was a little MORE healthy, not entirely healthy but more healthy- you wore clothes that were a visual cue that you were missing someone, and there is something to that.
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branchandroot
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Date: 2011-01-26 06:31 pm (UTC)I'm not. Death is the one area in my life that I'm able to somewhat compartmentalize for some reason. I get through the funeral and wakes and such, and then go home and BAWL my ever lovin eyes out. Sometimes the grief doesn't hit me until a year or two after. Like my grandmother for example. I miss her now a LOT now that I have a kid, but when she died it wasn't sad for me. I don't KNOW WHY.
The weirdest part? death of pets hit me much HARDER than humans...
I think the victorian attitude was a little MORE healthy, not entirely healthy but more healthy- you wore clothes that were a visual cue that you were missing someone, and there is something to that.