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After I lost my parents, the things people said to me was like another tragedy. My tips on what NOT to say when someone has lost a loved one.
A few years ago, I was the luckiest person with both my parents alive. And then my world shook and I lost them both within a week. I became an unfortunate ‘adult orphan’. If you think that losing my parents was the worst tragedy of my life and nothing can ever come close to it – you will be right. And a little bit wrong. What happened after the death of my parents was another tragedy by itself. And one that continues to affect me in ways I never thought possible.
The following is a compilation of what NOT to do if you’re someone who is looking into a friend, a family member, an acquaintance going through a tragedy. FYI – every single one of the following things has happened to me. And the pain and grief it caused – over and above the pain of losing my parents –I still feel the ache in my heart. SO. Please. Do. NOT. Do. The. Following.
Don’t brood about what happened. What happened, happened. People say, “Let’s remember A (A is the person who passed away) as he/she was during the good times.”
When someone is grieving…and grieving after going through a traumatic few months of seeing their dear ones suffering – telling them to ‘let go of the bad things and remembering them during the good times’ is the WORST thing you can ever say. If you don’t want to listen or talk about the bad things – then just be quiet. Don’t say anything.
“Whatever happened, it all happened for the best. God saved A from suffering.” Again – when someone has lost their mom or dad or husband or wife or child or sibling – no matter how much the dearly departed suffered – having them ALIVE and in their lives means more than losing them.
Maybe A’s passing did save him/her suffering. But that’s not what those who are left behind and grieving want to hear.
This may be basic, but this happens. I had so-called close relatives who called and messaged yelled and said mean things to me seven days after my mom died and one day after my father’s funeral. Yes. I was DISTRAUGHT with grief but they thought it was perfectly ok to cuss me out.
Without going into details of what happened – suffice to say that my conscience was/is clear. I did nothing to deserve their yelling, fighting, writing mean messages – even when prefacing them with the obligatory platitude, “I know you’re suffering and I’m sorry about that but…”
No. Fucking. Buts. Even if the person who has lost a loved one made a mistake – have the compassion to forgive them during the immediate aftermath of the tragedy. Fight and yell and scream after a few days, a few weeks, a few months. That I even have to write this is astonishing to me. But this happened to me!
When someone dies – they leave behind grieving family members. The grief a 55-year-old feels losing his/her mother is the same that a 20-year-old feels. Yes. The 55-year-old is lucky to have had his/her mother for 55 years while the 20-year-old lost his/her mother so young and it is tragic. But when loss happens – for both of them – the misery is the same. They both lost their moms.
There is NO one situation is better than the other. When you lose your parent to a heart attack and a neighbour loses her husband to Covid – both have lost someone dear to them. Just because one person’s father had a heart condition for 20 years and the neighbour was a fit man – the former’s loss is in no way less than the latter. Please do NOT compare one death to another.
When someone dies – the person who is left behind has to learn to navigate a new world, a new life and a new identity. And when they can barely fathom even thinking about what their new life is going to be – telling them they have their whole life ahead of them is so crass. They don’t WANT a whole life ahead of them without their loved ones.
I’ve lost count of the number of people who thought it perfectly OK to go into graphic details about their loss – in the immediate aftermath of my mom and dad’s funerals. As distraught as I was – I found that I had to console them. So…no. Don’t make someone else’s grief about you. Now is not the time!
Even in normal and ordinary situations – trite platitudes don’t help. And also understand that those suffering from loss – they know all the logical and practical details. They’re smart. Somewhere deep within their broken heart and soul they know that their dear one’s passing saved them from more suffering.
But in the immediate aftermath of someone’s loss–their mind is functioning well, it’s their heart that’s truly broken. It’s not that don’t know the truth, it’s that their broken heart cannot handle the ‘truth’. They would much rather live in that fog where they wish and yearn that they could have one more day with their dear ones. Please understand that.
If the world as they know has shifted completely for the person who has been through unbearable loss – you – who is watching them go through this intensely traumatic time in their lives want to help. But you don’t know how? I get that. I get that completely. But that’s where I am right now. And that’s my life.
So…what can you do? What should you do? This is so simple. Show up. Be there. If you can’t be there – call them. Message them. Tell them you are there. Listen when they wish to talk. That’s it. That’s all they need.
Someone to hold them when they bawl. Someone to listen when they need to vent. They don’t need your advice. They don’t need to be told that everything will be alright. They just need you to BE THERE. And if you can’t– just walk away and never look back. Either be all in or be out!
Image source: Polina Zimmerian from Pixels
(A version of this story has earlier appeared here: https://www.themessyoptimist.com/seven-things-never-ever-to-say-to-a-person-who-is-grieving/)
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