I have an awful lot of unresolved grief in my life. A lot of it is not grief over a loved one passing, but over lost time, my mother not being a "mom" and the innocence of my childhood gone. I never had a chance to be a kid. I had to grow up real fast when I started being sexually abused at the age of four. My innocence was shattered on that day and I will never be able to regain it. I do, also, have grief over loved ones passing…specifically, my grandmother (though there are others). She died back in 1994 and I was so thick in my disease and living in my own private hell that I never really grieved. Oh sure, I cried. I still do cry for her, but to really get the emotions out and try to work through them? Nope, never done it.
Grief is something I never really thought about affecting my whole life before. I knew that I lost a lot of things, but never stopped to think about how that was making me feel or what it could be making me do. Now, my eyes are open and I can see that this is yet another emotion to work through and process and come to terms with.