This is astute. There's a weird embarrassment with grief, like you're super aware of how repetitive & boring your feelings would be to others if you were honest about them. It can make you so impatient that you fool yourself into thinking you're done before you've really started.
It's also proper maddening because you *know* the orthodox position is that bereavement takes time to process, but it's not like you've got a fucking loading bar - so much chat about grief is based on wishful thinking about our capacity for self-diagnosis
So says Ghoastus, the Roman Ghost
