This past weekend, I made it through one of the big bosses in act 3 of Baulder’s Gate. I wept like a child over Karlach’s monologue about how she still feels empty after killing the guy who sold her to devils, and it didn’t change the fact that she was going to die. What’s the point of it all?
Well, my mom died two weeks ago and my girlfriend of eight years left me this week, I suspect once the shock wears off the flood gates will open.
My input is meaningless, but thought it might be worth sharing from experience that everyone processes grief differently, and in their own time.
A support network helps, whether that be friends, family, or even a professional. Doesn’t need to be right away, but having someone to talk to or confide in when the time is right can help with managing grief in a healthy way before the proverbial levee breaks.
HUG