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The Coping Line
I’ve learned a lot about coping over the last few months. I used to think that coping with bad situations or negative emotions meant that you treat them as if they aren’t impacting your life or day-to-day activities. You just carry on as normal with the feelings in the background. Maybe that’s an effective way of coping in some instances. However, coping with the grief and emotions that have come with the death of my daughter has required a different strategy. The way I feel every day is front and center, so I have learned to actively and deliberately cope.
These days, coping means allowing myself to feel everything, and rearranging my life around those feelings. Coping means prioritizing me. It means that relationships evolve, and endings will be written. Coping means that I respect myself, my triggers, and my own boundaries. To cope, I must draw a line and stay on the right side of it. The wrong side of that line is everything that hinders healing, whether intentional or not. It doesn’t matter what it is. Everything that hurts goes over there, even if it’s not meant to be hurtful. Conversations, images, people, and situations that draw me deeper into my grief hole are on the wrong side of that line. I have to stay on the right side.
The right side has intentional acts of compassion. It’s where I find comfort and validation. It’s where I feel sane, despite my utter lack of control over my emotions. I feel loved on the right side of the line – not just because the word “love” is spoken, but because an act of love is given. It’s where no explanation is necessary, but any explanation is useful. The right side is where I can talk about my emotions, my grief, my trauma, and my experience and not feel judged. I can cry openly and feel safe on the right side of the coping line. I’m free to express myself without the added pressure of trying not to offend anyone. I can be me – the new me – on the right side of the line.
There are very few places I can go that fall on the right side of the line, but those are my favorite places and the only places I will go these days. I use the word “places” figuratively. A place can be a person, a situation, a conversation, a thought, or a literal place. But, they are safe and welcoming. These places may be new. Places that were once on the right side of the line might have migrated over to the wrong side, and vice versa. I cope by taking a step back from time to time and understanding on which side of the line everything and everyone in my life stands. There is no overlapping. Overlap is confusing, and confusion is hurtful.
I’m grateful for this strategy. It’s given me power and control where chaos once lived. The emotional anarchy creeps back in from time to time, but having a coping line is my power, and I always find my way back to the right side.
After news got out about my brother’s death, people were quick to give their sympathies. The thing I noticed was that people seemed to rush through talking about me to talk about my parents. They’d ask how they were doing, how hard it has to be for them, and even if one was holding up better than the other. Now, I’m not trying to dismiss my parents’ grief or brush off people trying to be nice and supportive. It just happened a lot to the point where I became the person to give sympathies to my parents. They seemed to forget or maybe not even realize that I was grieving too.
I can’t imagine what it’s like for my parents to lose their son, their only son, but I had grief too. I really wish (some) people would have realized that and included me. I was hurting too and sometimes I really wasn’t okay, but I didn’t feel like I had the room or even the right to address that. This wasn’t with friends or family, thankfully. It also enforced this idea that I had to be strong for my parents. I don’t believe people intended it, but it ended up making me feel like I couldn’t be grieving too, because then I would be “weak” or making it worse for them.
The funny, or maybe ironic part, is that my brother was the strong one out of us. He was smart and always had an idea or some plan. When my grandma died, he was calm and kept us together. I wonder now if we didn’t give him a chance to feel like he could grieve... I guess I can save that for another day. After him it’s me. I’m not trying to say my parents or my sister aren’t, it’s just.. Short strory: again, when my grandma died her things were with her brother and his wife. There was (and still is) drama and issues with them. The family ended up electing me to go out there and deal with them, since my brother wasn’t able to.
This all ties in to why I felt like I had to be strong. I didn’t want to cry around anyone, because my mom was a mess and I wanted to be her rock. My sister couldn’t handle looking at his body, so of course I went with my mom so she could see him. I know that it’s silly to think that way, because I know I’m allowed to grieve, but when everything was falling apart I instantly wanted to be strong for them. I wanted them to know that I was there for them and that they didn’t have to worry about me. I think it put aside the reality of what was happening, since I was focused on other things. I called 911, I waited for the ambulance, I even called my brother’s ex-girlfriend to tell her. There were moments during those first few hours where reality would hit me and I would cry. I felt like I let my new, smaller family, down. Again, I know this isn’t true, but it was hard not to feel that way when it was all so new.
Grief can feel overwhelming, especially during its most intense stages. Understanding what you're experiencing can bring comfort, validation, and hope for healing.
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How To Navigate Anticipatory Grief
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How Losing My Mother at 14 Shaped My Life Forever | Grief and Healing | Beyond The Sugarcoat
This emotional and heartfelt video explores the journey of grief, healing, and keeping a loved one’s memory alive
How Losing My Mother at 14 Shaped My Life Forever | Grief and Healing | Beyond The Sugarcoat
This emotional and heartfelt video explores the journey of grief, healing, and keeping a loved one’s memory alive. The story unfolds through the eyes of a daughter who lost her mother in a tragic and violent way when she was just 14. She reflects on her experiences, the support of family, and the lasting impact her mother’s love had on her life. With poignant conversations, personal anecdotes, and insightful reflections, this video offers comfort and wisdom for anyone facing loss, showing how love and memory can continue to guide us even after death.