We talked to dozens of people about their experience of grief. Here’s what we learned (and how it’s different from what you might think)


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Have you ever felt a sudden pang of sadness? A bird seems to stop and look you in the eye. A photo drops out of a messy drawer from long ago, in the mundanity of a weekend spring clean.

Your day is immediately derailed, unsettled. You are pulled into something you thought was past. And yet, in being pulled back, you are grateful, reconnected, and grief-stricken all over again.



“You’ll get over it”. “Give it time”. “You need time to move on”. These are common cultural refrains in the face of loss. But what if grief doesn’t play by the rules? What if grief is a different thing altogether?

We talked to 95 people about their experiences of grief surrounding the loss of a loved one, and their stories provided a fundamentally different account of grief to the one often presented to us culturally.

Disordered grief?​


Grief is often imagined as a time-bound period in which one processes the pain of loss – that is, adjusts to absence and works toward “moving on”. The bereaved are expected to process their pain within the confines of what society deems “normal”.



The DSM-5 psychiatric manual says if grief drags on too long, in fact, it becomes a pathology (a condition with a medical diagnosis). “Prolonged grief disorder” is the name given to “persistent difficulties associated with bereavement that exceeded expected social, cultural, or religious expectations”.

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Prolonged grief disorder is a useful diagnosis for some, but for others, it’s putting arbitrary timeframes on grieving. Shutterstock​

While there can be value in clinical diagnostic categories such as this, the danger is they put artificial boundaries around emotions. The pathologisation of grief can be deeply alienating to those experiencing it, for whom the pressure to “move on” can be hurtful and counterproductive.

The stories we gathered in our research were raw, complex and often fraught. They did not sit comfortably with commonsense understandings of how grief “should” progress. As bereaved daughter Barbara told us:

Grief is not in the little box, it doesn’t even come close to a little box.​



Grief starts early​


The tendency is to think of grief as something that happens post death. The person we love dies, we have a funeral, and the grief sets in. Then it slowly subsides with the steady march of time.

In fact, grief often begins earlier, often in a clinical consultation where the words “terminal” or “nothing more we can do” are used. Or when a loved one is told “go home and get your life in order”. Grief can begin months or even years before bereavement.



As the people we interviewed experienced it, loss was also cumulative. The gradual deterioration of a loved one’s health in the years or months before their death imposed other painful losses: the loss of chosen lifestyles, the loss of longstanding relational rhythms, the loss of shared hopes and anticipated futures.

Many participants felt their loved ones – and, indeed, the lives they shared with them – slipping away long before their physical deaths.



Living with the dead​


Yet the dead do not simply leave us. They remain with us, in memories, rituals and cultural events. From Mexico’s Dia de los Muertos to Japan’s Opon, festivals of the dead play a key role in cultures around the world. In that way, remembering the dead remains a critical aspect of living. So too does the ongoing experience of grief.

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Mexico’s Dia de los Muertos festival honours death. Mario Guzman/EPA​

Events of this kind are not merely celebratory. They are critical forms through which life and death, joy and grief, are brought together and integrated. The absence of remembering can hold its own trouble, as our participants’ accounts revealed. As bereaved wife Anna explained:

I just find it really frustrating and I do get quite angry and upset sometimes. I know that life goes on. I’d be talking to girlfriends and stuff like that and it’s like they’ve forgotten that I’ve lost my husband. They haven’t, but nothing really changed in their life. But for me, and my family, it has.​

Part of the problem, here, is the ambivalent role grief plays in advanced industrialised societies like ours. Many of our participants felt pressure to perform resilience or (in clinical terms) to “recover” quickly after loss.



But whose interests does a swift recovery serve? An employer’s? Friends who just want to get on with a death-free life? And, even more importantly, mightn’t ongoing connections with the dead enable better living? Might bringing the dead along with us actually make for better deaths and better lives?

Many of our participants felt their loved ones remained with them, and experienced their “absent presence” as a source of comfort. Grieving, in this context, involved spending time “with” the dead. Anna described her practice as follows:



I had a diary, so I just write stuff in it about how I’m feeling or something happened and I’ll say to [my deceased husband], it’s all to [my deceased husband], “Do you remember, blah, blah, blah.” I’ll just talk about that memory that I have of that particular time and I find that that helps.​

Caring for those who grieve​


Grief does not begin at death, but neither do relationships end there.

To rush the bereaved through grief – to usher them towards “recovery” and the more comfortable territories of happiness and productivity – is to do them a disservice.

And, perhaps more critically, ridding our lives of the dead and grief may, in the end, make for more limited and muted emotional lives.



This article was first published on The Conversation, and was written by , Michelle Peterie, Research Fellow, Sydney Centre for Healthy Societies, University of Sydney, Alex Broom, Professor of Sociology & Director, Sydney Centre for Healthy Societies, University of Sydney

 
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Then there is the other person who is able to get on with their life and people wonder why they are not a blubbery mess. I found going back to work and normalising our days after my mother passed away was much better than staring into a void and grieving. I may have missed the grieving gene as my father and sister have also passed and I do not dwell on the what might have been. My children also have lost two of their grandmothers and don’t think they have needed to talk about death but will talk about happy memories
 
Grief is a variable for everyone.
When I lost my older sister and younger brother within a year, it took me a long time to work through things. One saving grace was that my sis entrusted me with the care and carry on love for her fur baby. We had the lovely Ninny in our world for 11 years and I felt connected to sis through her. When I lost our doggy, I was at peace knowing she was in the arms of her angel mummy.
My brother passed too early, leaving behind two young children. Now that was tough. It was difficult to accept my darling baby brother would never see his daughter blossom, marry and have children of her own. His son didnt have daddy cheering him on at his soccer games, or take him fishing. The loss we felt as a family was almost devasting. But we had to pick ourselves up for the sake of the youngsters. This was a case of one day at a time.
When my mum passed I felt like an orphan, and, to be honest, a year later some feelings of loss still linger.
Speaking for myself, there are times when I thought I could not bear any more loss, however, I did face each day with a determination to do the best I can in honour of my beloved who have left.
It may be difficult for some to take that first step forward, but, life does indeed go on.
 
Grief.... is the price of Love. We all grieve differently. It is not about getting over it, its more about accepting that death as happened. It is inevitable, we will all experience it. You will never forget someone you loved so deeply, they will always be there for you and with you in your memories and your habits. Accept help in the form of counselling.
 
My grieving is strange . My husband is suffering the long death of alzheimers. He is already gone but still there in person. I can no longer talk with him as his memory is 5 minutes most days now. I do talk to him but I know that he can't comprehend or remember what I have said. His death will be a release for both of us.
 
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