My Aunt Mary, having lived through the trauma of losing her daughter last year to suicide, continues to (in her own grief) reach out to me and be a huge sense of support. When I got the news about Gareth and thought it was a suicide, Aunt Mary was there, via skype, to walk me through those first moments. When it became clear that Gareth's death was not in fact a suicide, I felt a bit of guilt. I had momentarily belonged to a horrible club of survivors that only people like Aunt Mary could understand. And now, having gotten a magic card out of that club, would my aunt's support change? Would she somehow resent the fact that she still lives with the pain of suicide while I get to accept a different set of circumstances for Gareth?
As it turns out, my aunt never let the specifics of our loss be anything to get in the way of our connecting over our intense grief. I wonder about the validity of my deep pain having lost a lover of 1.5 years as opposed to a child of 26 years. I sometimes question my right to these waves of deep, deep sadness. But my aunt never questions the process I'm in. In fact, she seems to "get it"- my own grief- even more than I do at times. She validates the incredible connection I had with this man, and acknowledges the complications brought on by his sometimes difficult personality. She holds both of those things before me and points out that the love is huge- as is the loss.
I'm really lucky to have this. I'm lucky to have her. If you are grieving a loss- a death, a divorce, infertility- I strongly suggest finding someone like my aunt. Someone who has experienced something similar, if not the same, who can mirror back the words and feelings you have and remind you that it's ok. It's all ok. It's terrible and tremendously painful and the most unfair thing in the world. And you will slip and slide your way through the days and weeks and months. And it's ok.
Below is something Aunt Mary posted on my facebook wall today. I have recently felt disappointed in slipping back into some feelings I thought I was past (i.e. "Is this really happening? HOW can this be happening?") as well as facing the reality that not all people can be there for me in the exact ways I would want them to be (also normal- and begs understanding and acceptance on my part). This post brought great comfort:
A New Normal
by Catherine Woodiwiss. This piece originally appeared in Catapult magazine's January issue, 2014, Ten Things.
I wasn’t really expecting painful things to happen to me.
I knew that pain was a part of life, but — thanks in part to a peculiar
blend of “God-has-a-plan” Southern roots, a suburban “Midwestern nice”
upbringing and a higher education in New England stoicism — I managed to skate by for quite some time without having to experience it.
After a handful of traumas in the last five years, things look
different now. Trauma upends everything we took for granted, including
things we didn’t know we took for granted. And many of these realities I
wish I’d known when I first encountered them. So, while the work of
life and healing continues, here are ten things I’ve learned about
trauma along the way:
1. Trauma permanently changes us.
This is the big, scary truth about trauma: there is no such thing as
“getting over it.” The five stages of grief model marks universal stages
in learning to accept loss, but the reality is in fact much bigger: a
major life disruption leaves a new normal in its wake. There is no “back
to the old me.” You are different now, full stop.
This is not a
wholly negative thing. Healing from trauma can also mean finding new
strength and joy. The goal of healing is not a papering-over of changes
in an effort to preserve or present things as normal. It is to
acknowledge and wear your new life — warts, wisdom and all — with
courage.
2. Presence is always better than distance.
There is a curious illusion that in times of crisis, people “need
space.” I don’t know where this assumption originated, but in my
experience it is almost always false. Trauma is a disfiguring, lonely
time even when surrounded in love; to suffer through trauma alone is
unbearable. Do not assume others are reaching out, showing up or
covering all the bases.
It is a much lighter burden to say,
“Thanks for your love, but please go away,” than to say, “I was hurting
and no one cared for me.” If someone says they need space, respect that.
Otherwise, err on the side of presence.
3. Healing is seasonal, not linear.
It is true that healing happens with time. But in the recovery
wilderness, emotional healing looks less like a line and more like a
wobbly figure-8. It’s perfectly common to get stuck in one stage for
months, only to jump to another end entirely…only to find yourself back
in the same old mud again next year.
Recovery lasts a long, long time. Expect seasons.
4. Surviving trauma takes “firefighters” and “builders.” Very few people are both.
This is a tough one. In times of crisis, we want our family, partner or
dearest friends to be everything for us. But surviving trauma requires
at least two types of people: the crisis team — those friends who can
drop everything and jump into the fray by your side; and the
reconstruction crew — those whose calm, steady care will help nudge you
out the door into regaining your footing in the world. In my experience,
it is extremely rare for any individual to be both a firefighter and a
builder. This is one reason why trauma is a lonely experience. Even if
you share suffering with others, no one else will be able to fully walk
the road with you the whole way.
A hard lesson of trauma is
learning to forgive and love your partner, best friend or family even
when they fail at one of these roles. Conversely, one of the deepest
joys is finding both kinds of companions beside you on the journey.
5. Grieving is social, and so is healing.
For as private a pain as trauma is, for all the healing that time and
self-work will bring, we are wired for contact. Just as relationships
can hurt us most deeply, it is only through relationship that we can be
most fully healed.
It’s not easy to know what this looks like —
can I trust casual acquaintances with my hurt? If my family is the
source of trauma, can they also be the source of healing? How long until
this friend walks away? Does communal prayer help or trivialize?
Seeking out shelter in one another requires tremendous courage, but it
is a matter of life or paralysis. One way to start is to practice giving
shelter to others.
6. Do not offer platitudes or comparisons. Do not, do not, do not.
“I’m so sorry you lost your son, we lost our dog last year…” “At least
it’s not as bad as…” “You’ll be stronger when this is over.” “God works
in all things for good!”
When a loved one is suffering, we want
to comfort them. We offer assurances like the ones above when we don’t
know what else to say. But from the inside, these often sting as
clueless, careless or just plain false.
Trauma is terrible.
What we need in the aftermath is a friend who can swallow her own
discomfort and fear, sit beside us and just let it be terrible for a
while.
7. Allow those suffering to tell their own stories.
Of course, someone who has suffered trauma may say, “This made me
stronger,” or “I’m lucky it’s only (x) and not (z).” That is their
prerogative. There is an enormous gulf between having someone else
thrust his unsolicited or misapplied silver linings onto you, and
discovering hope for one’s self. The story may ultimately sound very
much like “God works in all things for good,” but there will be a galaxy
of disfigurement and longing and disorientation in that confession.
Give the person struggling through trauma the dignity of discovering and
owning for himself where, and if, hope endures.
8. Love shows up in unexpected ways.
This is a mystifying pattern after trauma, particularly for those in
broad community: some near-strangers reach out, some close friends
fumble to express care. It’s natural for us to weight expressions of
love differently: a Hallmark card, while unsatisfying if received from a
dear friend, can be deeply touching coming from an old acquaintance.
Ultimately every gesture of love, regardless of the sender, becomes a
step along the way to healing. If there are beatitudes for trauma, I’d
say the first is, “Blessed are those who give love to anyone in times of
hurt, regardless of how recently they’ve talked or awkwardly
reconnected or visited cross-country or ignored each other on the
metro.” It may not look like what you’d request or expect, but there
will be days when surprise love will be the sweetest.
9. Whatever doesn’t kill you…
In 2011, after a publically humiliating year, comedian Conan O’Brien gave students at Dartmouth College the following warning:
Nietzsche famously said, “Whatever doesn’t kill you makes you
stronger.” …What he failed to stress is that it almost kills you.”
Odd things show up after a serious loss, and creep into every corner of
life: insatiable anxiety in places that used to bring you joy,
detachment or frustration towards your closest companions, a deep
distrust of love or presence or vulnerability.
There will be
days when you feel like a quivering, cowardly shell of yourself, when
despair yawns as a terrible chasm, when fear paralyzes any chance for
pleasure. This is just a fight that has to be won, over and over and
over again.
10. …Doesn’t kill you.
Living through
trauma may teach you resilience. It may help sustain you and others in
times of crisis down the road. It may prompt humility. It may make for
deeper seasons of joy. It may even make you stronger.
It also may not.
In the end, the hope of life after trauma is simply that you have life
after trauma. The days, in their weird and varied richness, go on. So
will you.
Oh, Bridget. I was already crying when I read your posting "Rituals After Dying, Part 1." Now the waterworks are really going. Your words about me have wrapped me up in so much warmth and love I desperately needed at this time. It's been a rough time dealing with J., a very mentally ill friend of Jessica. I made a 3rd call to the police department in her city. This time they took away a gun. They did not, at any of the times, take her in for a 5150 involuntary psychiatric hold, saying she is just depressed. I also contacted Adult Protective Services to see if they can intervene since her mother is getting so emotionally abused by her that she is suicidal. What has been hardest for me to hear is her anger directed a me, saying I will be suffering the rest of my life after she is killed or after she goes to jail. I'm not going to go into explanations on all this. Just wanting to say that she wants me to hurt badly. In the midst of my grief, this is hard to deal with. I'm also vulnerable since my own daughter died of suicide and this person threatens suicide. The best I can do if involve others who can attempt to help her and her mother and detach.
ReplyDeleteBridget, hearing your grief and reaching out to share with you what I find helpful does not tax me. If anything, it helps me to focus deeper attention to what I need to do that I've shared with you. Supporting you and sharing with you helps my grief process also. Also I know I'm not grieving alone. With your experience, you "get it" and that's helpful. There is tremendous support from people who get it.
Thank you again for all your words of love. Feeling loved is the best thing I can get and what I need most right now.