I am beyond active grieving...I know this is my life now and that wishing for things to go back is a waste of my energy. I have gone through alot since he died...including but not limited to...being in the process of moving back from out of state when he died...having to fix up and sell the house we had purchased...starting and training at two new part time jobs to try to make ends meet...moving to a rental house...quitting the part time jobs and starting and training at a full time job, buying...moving to...completely remodeling another house, the death of my mother, selling and moving from the remodeled house to another rental, buying another house to gut and remodel, the death of a friend, moving from the rental to the newly remodeled house, cutting back full time job to part time and starting my own business....
For the most part I am beyond the terrible grief....but I am tired...tired...tired....when I look at all that I have gone through I would say "Yeah well no wonder...." if any of you had told me this was your journey....I just feel like the wind is out of my sails...around the 3rd year I felt moments of joy...no I'm not talking about when you are with a friend and can laugh so hard you fall on the floor...those came back...but I am talking about the ones where you feel it deep down...the whoop joy feeling...that you get when you are alone in your thoughts and life feels good...but I'm back to not feeling the whoop joy feeling as much...back to wondering when and if it will find me again...back to feeling just too damn tired to go after it...
Anyone else this far out (Six and a half years) and still having this? or still having these swings? I shared all I have gone through so you would understand where I am coming from...I often wonder if I have been operating on pure adrenaline for these past six and a half years and my mind and body are finally saying "We need a break!" (ps health checks out ok)