Time To Grieve

I've been fortunate the grief advice I've received has been good, just not good for me. I listen and express appreciation because there's always a chance I'll hear something I can use in my situation.

Books are my first go to when I want to learn something new. I read around in several books about  grief, and scanned some Internet articles. A friend urged me to read a book that had been helpful to her. I read it but didn't find it helpful to me.

A recovery group was suggested, apparently a very good one. I can’t see myself in a group listening to others talk about their grief experiences, and I certainly do not want to listen to myself talking about mine.

Family and friends relate their experiences with grief, and I don't doubt what they tell me. It's just that it's their experience, not mine. There are as many grief stories as there are people.

Looking at old photos brings comfort to some, just not to me.

Some people have very realistic dreams of their loved ones. I've never been a dreamer, and will be very surprised if I dream about Bob.

Journal writing is very popular today but I've never written a journal about anything. It would seem to me journal writing might be helpful to those inclined to write about their experiences. Personally, that holds no appeal to me.

Activity is good for some, but it only made me tired and anxious.

I've never spent a lot of time thinking about the past, and I doubt I will do that in grieving. Frankly I think Bob would be pretty unhappy with me if I did. Once was enough to live a lot of that stuff.

What am I going to do about grieving? I have no idea.