So two weeks ago my mother shared that she has been diagnosed with
terminal cancer (5 years tops), a few days after this my grandfather
(who I was very close to) passed - its not like the movies with the
shutter of the eyelids. He was in panic as he ...
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So two weeks ago my mother shared that she has been diagnosed with
terminal cancer (5 years tops), a few days after this my grandfather
(who I was very close to) passed - its not like the movies with the
shutter of the eyelids. He was in panic as he went. But to keep the rest
of the family in happy oblivion I lied and said he passed peacefully in
his sleep. Last week we buried him and it nearly broke me while I tried
to keep it together for my family. I have put my studies on hold while I
deal, reached out to the cancer council and have an appointment coming
up. It was just, so much sadness. But it soon turned to anger. Before
leaving to spend time with my family, I left detailed instructions for
my boss to pass along to my team, so that the office could keep going in
my absence. When I came back (today) I found out that the email had not
been forwarded on, that no work had been done, and that stakeholders
were angry with me for not contacting them for near a fortnight (the
stakeholders anger quickly turned to the company and they apologised for
their rude emails after a quick phone call explaining the situation). So
now I have to deal with a fortnight backlog daily. I don't know what to
do, I am just so angry with my work for being incapable of so much as
forwarding on a message (it's diverting my emotional energy away from my
real feelings I guess). At the same time, I am still grieving, I can't
so much as make a cup of tea without breaking down in tears. But with no
leave, sick days or savings all I can do is grudgingly go back into
work. I feel so pathetic, I can't deal with my Pops recent death, let
alone my Mums encroaching one. I don't want to be a sad sac, but I can't
find joy in anything and dread waking up each morning. I don't know what
to do and it makes me feel pathetic (that 'glorious' spiral, am I
right?) I haven't been suicidal for a few years now, and I'm not, but
this is some new low I didn't realise I could get to emotionally. Should
I divert the energy into going for other jobs? Should I run away and
take a job in another country again? What should I do while I wait for
the cancer council to contact me? I just don't know...