Coping with grief in pandemic times-a tear that hangs inside my soul forever

 


“…A tear that hangs inside my soul forever” Jeff Buckley

What is grief?

Grief is, according to the Collins dictionary, an `Intense emotional suffering caused by loss, disaster, misfortune, acute sorrow, deep sadness etc´ or how about in layman´s terms, ‘It hurts so fucking much it quite literally takes your breath away and leaves you gasping for air, a feeling in your chest that physically hurts. A sensation of desolation and emptiness inside, feeling surreal and disconnected from this so -called reality and all those who inhabit it.’




That at least is my personal definition of grief and bereavement in the year 2022, two years into these dark pandemic times after experiencing multiple losses and personal trauma.

And now, the real PTSD is kicking in big time, both collectively and personally...

Death is, the ONLY thing, aside from birth, that is a complete collective reality for every living being on this planet.

 Whether in the West, where it is on many levels still a taboo subject, cold and distant, yet another financial opportunity for those who profit from it, though deeply draining economically and emotionally for those left behind. In life we are merely a number in the system, and no different in death, a horrendous bureaucratic process for the grieving loved ones.

 But then came 2020 and whatever your views or beliefs, it will eventually go down as one of the most divisive, dark, confusing, and horrifying periods in recent history. Two years of hell of varying proportions depending on where in the world you live and what level of imprisonment, sickness or death you were subjected to.

A time that highlighted for many what we already knew and understood about this current system, that proved what little power and choice we had over our own lives and deaths and those of our loved ones.

During this period, my family and I, alongside millions worldwide, experienced losing our nearest and dearest rapidly and traumatically, three family members in three countries within nine months, as well as the loss of friends and acquaintances. These were not all a direct cause of COVID but the rules and restrictions in place made what was already very painful into dark nightmares.




The simplest basic inalienable right to accompany, touch, kiss and hug your loved one goodbye on their final journey in those last days, weeks or even months on this planet was banned, no longer permitted and even worse…

The speed of the entire death process was increased to extreme levels with added burial and funeral restrictions, no help offered, no grief counselling, the admittance by hospital staff of allowing elderly to die as they claimed there was no room for them in the hospitals…

I heard first hand of people being cremated without the consent of loved ones and served only with the bill....

Funeral limitations, mourners not permitted to attend or fly to see their loved ones. The list is endless and of course varies from country to country.

I know with great certainty, that I am far from alone in feeling rage, shock, sorrow, and incomprehension of what occurred that has left me at times almost incapable of getting through the day, shaken to the core and left reeling. Nightmares, extreme anxiety, depression, PTSD, I am not ashamed to share how this has left me broken, how an ambulance siren makes me shake and leaves me breathless, how even the mention of the word COVID makes me sick to the stomach…

I recently shared my experiences and grief on a YouTube channel whose title was ‘overwhelm’ and the large response my post received showed very clearly the immense suffering and intense overwhelm people are experiencing worldwide.

The long-term consequences of the trauma of the past two years cannot be underestimated ever. Overall suicide rates have gone through the roof, the impossible expectation of a return to so called normality that is so far from normal following the extreme measures and fear mongering from the government and mainstream media.

 Apart from the government´s get out clause, the endless repetition of ``unprecedented times´´ it would be more accurate to say ´we are living in unprecedented times therefore that enables us to make the most inhumane, extreme, and often deeply illogical decisions and pass emergency laws that render us immune to public outrage and criminal charges´.

The extreme knee jerk reaction by governments, health institutions and media are responsible for increasing levels of extreme overwhelm and tragic consequences…

I spoke in a previous article about the detrimental effects on mental health particularly on young children and adolescents following a period where millions were isolated, separated from natural human interaction, many then developing a level of agoraphobia, fearful of crowds, fearful of touch and hugs and closeness. Developing a level of coldness, sense of division, judgement, and losing the simple act of spontaneity. An affliction (for that is what I perceive it to be) affecting both adults and children.

Will a percentage of the population ever be able to reconnect with those spontaneous acts of demonstrative physical interaction again?

 The economic suffering, huge social division, stunted emotional development amongst children and the youth, isolation, and loneliness. These are catastrophic on the collective and their effects must not be underestimated.



We are now being bombarded with threats of World War three, the so called increasing nuclear threat from Russia, food shortages, increasing inflation and more sickness whilst still attempting to process our shock, grief and loss of the last two years. It is too much.

So, how do I cope with grief in pandemic times? Where can I find help for grief and trauma post pandemic? It is very easy to feel intensely isolated and alone following death at the best of times but now more than ever.

 I write this article in Spain, where I am fortunate to have caring friends but am not fortunate with regards to access to adequate mental health care. The system was already far from adequate and never was enough money invested in mental health care, seen always as of secondary importance but has now reached extreme levels. The hospital psychiatrist himself admitted to me it is a horrendous situation and he is disgusted by the hospital´s lack of care and treatment.



 It is time society understood that we are holistic beings, and a healthy mind is crucial for a healthy society. We must reach out and communicate, form support groups and listen to each other. Take time in nature, quiet, things that nurture our soul and bring comfort. Turn off the news for it is extremely detrimental to mental and spiritual wellbeing and most is sensationalist. Find even a couple of people that you can share your feelings with…

I am not afraid to admit I tried too long to cope, being strong for everyone and fighting until eventually my mind and body said enough is enough. I am now slowly recovering, accepting it is a day-to-day process and approaching the healing from both a holistic and orthodox medicine approach. It is not weakness to reach out and ask for help, to admit to friends, family or medical professionals that you are suffering, struggling, it may surprise you how many share your feelings of overwhelm. Be kind to yourself and understand these are very difficult times and it´s ok to not be okay…



 grief

n. the anguish experienced after significant loss, usually the death of a beloved person. Grief is often distinguished from bereavement and mourning. Not all bereavements result in a strong grief response, and not all grief is given public expression (see disenfranchised grief). Grief often includes physiological distress, separation anxiety, confusion, yearning, obsessive dwelling on the past, and apprehension about the future. Intense grief can become life-threatening through disruption of the immune system, self-neglect, and suicidal thoughts. Grief may also take the form of regret for something lost, remorse for something done, or sorrow for a mishap to oneself.

Source: https://dictionary.apa.org/grief American psychological association

Dedicated to dad, Ivor, Ashley and all those lost and who lost...

Artwork by Yasmin Braganza


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