Thank you for this thread.......I need to get something out, before it sits in the pit of my stomach.......I dont even care if anyone reads this, I just need to get it out somewhere.
A week has passed and I thought I had been through all the initial stages of grief, that we are told are normal......and today, at last, the sadness ddn't seem as painful as it has done on the previous days....maybe Im getting used to it, maybe its because now, there is no doubt that this is all real, not like last week, when it felt like i was watching a sad movie and Heath was only just playing the part of someone who died in it....I know now its not a movie, that its real, and for some reason, once I accepted that, I started to move on.
Whereas in the early days, the only thing that consumed my thoughts was Heath, yesterday and today I had other things going through my mind, I still thought of him a lot, but he wasnt the ONLY thing I thought about, I started to joke around again in some of the threads, had a giggle at some funny things, and OMG it felt so good to be laughing again.
The fact that it is not all over the TV and the news now, has certainly helped, although I know there is more yet to come...I'm not sure if he is home yet and know that when he does arrive, the media will once again erupt, there will be more on the funeral and then, of course, the reports of the autopsy are also not far off, so that too, is going to make the headlines again.......I dread it all, just want them to let our boy rest in peace.
I did a silly thing tonight, I started to watch BBM again.......two of the movie channels on our cable tv has been showing it every day, for the past week....I sat and watched it three nights ago, then, when I was still gripped by the breathless sadness and disbelief of what had happened to Heath....I watched it differently, it was even sadder, Ennis seems to have another dimension of sadness than he had before, anyway I watched the movie all the way through the other night and openly cried and unashamedly felt as sad as I needed to feel.
But tonight was dfferent, I was in a happier mood, a more light hearted mood, I even made a joke with my husband, when he said "I dont know how you can watch a movie so many times", and I answered "I never get sick of it"....I laughed and said "I know it all off by heart,I know every word they are going to say, I even know WHY they say every word they are going to say"....he knew I was referring to the discussions we have here at Bettermost, and just shook his head, and smiled, and went off to bed.....leaving me to watch the movie once again.
And then, it happened.....i was watching it and all of a sudden I was frozen...staring at the screen, I dont think I was blinking, I was just frozen as I watched it, I still had the smile on my face from the humourous remarks I had just made to my husband, but my mind and my insides were in a state of gloom and stunned agony.....and then along with all that,I kept looking at Heath (and it was Heath I was looking at, it wasn't even Ennis, it was Heath), and I felt so dam guilty.....i felt guilty that I was watching him being alive, but knowing he now was not, as if I knew something so private that even he didnt know himself and I felt guilty because I knew it and he didnt....I dont even know if that describes it properly, these words are just spilling out as they come to me.....I dont know what was worse, the guilt or the gloom I was feeling, maybe one was causing the other, I guess they were......This guilt was consuming me, I wasnt taking any notice of the movie, I was just sitting there feeling guilty.
I knew I had to turn the movie off, knew I could not sit there for two hours feeling like this, so I thought ahead, to when I would do it....I'v always loved the reunion scene....I felt happy for them in that scene...I would watch it till then....turn it off on a happy note, and thats what I did.
I changed the channel and found a comedy....not that Im watching it, I'm writing this, emptying it out, tring to find words that describe my thoughts....i dont even know if it makes sense, I just know I had to get it out of my system, I didnt want to try to sleep with all this racing through my mind, I dont want it to be the first thing I think about when I wake up in the morning........
I liked it that I was moving on, I want to keep moving.....it doesnt mean I've forgotten, it doesnt mean it still isnt fair, still isnt sad, still isnt so tragic....it is still all of that....and I hate it, hate it, hate it......but I want to feel happy, want to feel good, I dont want to go back to what I was feeling a week ago.....
This has helped......thank you for this thread.....