Amanda1647
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I buried a child almost 15 yrs ago now, who was on the sidewalk in front of our house. When a drunk driver went off the road and on the sidewalk. For several months after I made a lunch for him for school, I layed out clothes and I acted like he was still here, even got mad that he didnt respond when I called him from upstairs. My husband thought I was crazy because I never actually grieved, and talked to Dr's who told him that my mind couldnt handle it, if I accepted it I would go crazy, my brain was protecting me from what it couldnt handle. I needed to go at my own pace. It took along time before I fell down and lost it. And I completely lost it!! Was I in denial or was my mind doing what it had to do to deal with it? I get the A's. had you given me a slight chance, jeez I cant imagine how long it would have lasted.
I am so sorry about that. My step mom was the same way. She lost a baby at 6 weeks old and it was almost a year before reality set in and she actually broke down.