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is it bad that i never really went through any sort of mourning

after my mothers passing? she passed away in march! and it was the same way with my dad back in 2007.
i used to cry in thoughts of losing my mom when she got older and was goin downhill. i did several times always thinking she was the only one i have left to go to for comfort even if it was just thought knowing i could go see her. but once she passed it was like nothing.
i don't know if its just cause i have known to much loss in my life in every turn. i don't mean loss as in death i just mean loss in general and even the not KNOWING what being close to anyone was like as a loss that way as well. i know its something deeper than just one of the ways someone mourns. i just feel a lot of times i feel so much and care so much but yet i have also this detachment thing going on and i have looked at this for awhile now but no answers yet as i haven't been truely searching it out cause its more of fleeting thought it comes and leaves my thoughts til next time it pops up again even tho i really wanna know why???!!!!!!!! what about me is this coming from. i think i know what about but even then i couldn't even begin to say.
i firmly believe it starts with the first few years of my life which i don't remember much just a couple vague memories that seems to be right on after all. but one of abuse and neglect. i feel that holds the key key to everything i feel inside. and hard to really put it together without actual memories and how it efffected me but gotta be how i felt that i react toward certain things and feel about certain things.
this not mourning the loss of my my mom isn't a suprise just knowing how i felt and how i was my entire life
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I grew up with my grandma
There was such Family fighting between my mom dad and grandma
I never had a chance to bond with my birth mother as a baby and child.

I never knew my mother until I grew up still I never knew her because she withheld truths about herself from me.
So in many ways she remained a stranger to me until her death in January 2012.
I felt sad when she passed but I didn't cry.
I didn't attend her funeral.

I don't feel guilty because my family including her and my paternal grandma were fighting like the Hatfield and Mc Coys

They. NEVER considered the victims of this warfare were my siblings and myself