I know this may sound shallow in comparison to losing a loved one to death, but I have realized this past week that I have been in mourning for over a year now, after having tried and failed at forming a romantic relationship, which ended very hurtfully and humiliatingly to me. I am now secluded and isolating myself, and I was thinking back to Victorian times when women wore black for a substantial period of time before venturing out into society again, and that is how I feel. I'm 55 and this was so very sad and hard for me. I think I am mourning not the loss of the relationship, though I truly loved, but the loss of my own potential for ever having a loving relationship with a man. I don't think it is possible now, or ever.
Again, sorry for posting in this thread about this if it offends anyone. I too have lost people in death, but what I'm speaking of in this particular instance has been worse for me.
Patty