I know you. I was you in the first year or two, and sometimes still in bursts of remorse today. I hear your cries of all you should-have, could-have done for your lost child. This is how we feel as survivors, especially parent survivors. We think we failed our child; we need to shout out our unworthiness, beat our breasts. Instinctively, we reject assurances that we did everything we could because, of course, there’s always more that could have been done. Even when people add “given what you knew at the time,” we just can’t accept that we were unable to save our child. That the momentum of our mothering only goes so far with our kids. And that, unlike most parents, we don’t get another chance.
Having missed that chance, we cling desperately to remorse
as a last parental act. It keeps us connected to our dead child. It shows our
love and loyalty and belated understanding of what they needed and what we
failed to provide. It’s a desperate plea for their forgiveness. Except that now,
only we can forgive ourselves. And that will be a long time coming.
You
have a total right to feel what you’re feeling, on your own timetable. By all
means (literally), let it out! At the same time, please feed your battered
soul. Find antidotes to the bitterness that corrodes your spirit. Treat yourself with the same gentle love you'd give a dear friend in
your position. Make a list of all the good things you did for and with your
child over the years. Realize that no one is a perfect parent; no one is all
seeing or all powerful.
“Just
as no one can erase the grief that you feel right now, there were limits to
what anyone could have done to fix your loved one’s pain,” according to Drs. Jack Jordan and Bob Baugher. “Living
through the suicide of a loved one confronts all survivors with a profound
sense of their own limitations.” You may feel like putting yourself on trial
for failing your loved one, they say, but at least let a friend or therapist ensure
that it’s a fair trial that reviews all the evidence.
I know you can’t fully absorb what I’m saying right
now. Even if you can't take it to heart, please tuck it away in the back of your mind to ease some future moment, along
with these wise words from Dr. Stacey Freedenthal :
“Feelings of self-blame can distract
you from grieving and, in the process, from healing. Think of self-blame as an
itchy blanket thrown over your grief. When you focus on the blanket, you do not
see or feel the naked grief that lies beneath. Remember, condemning yourself
can build some illusion of control. What lies beneath your self-blame are the
terrible facts that you cannot control: Suicidal forces overtook your loved
one. You have suffered an unfathomable loss. You cannot turn back time, do it
over, do it differently. Each of these is a loss. Mourning these losses is the
essence of grief. Your grief deserves your compassion.”
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