So, I had been cancelling this for a while now, being that h, was reluctant to it, and I felt I was not grieving, my mother and law and I had a ruptured relationship.Anyway the therapist (hospice) the one in charge before she died, was very good to me, and we developed a nice relationship, was worried about me, so she told me that the bereavement therapist did home visits, and her and the bereavement therapist came to the house yesterday.

My husband loved it, he had alot to say, I was very surprised. As for me it was very awkward, we were all in the living room, the therapist/socialworker, that I like who was dealing with me and mil when she was alive , sat next to me, and the bereavement therapist in front of me, and my he next to me.

I told the bereavement t that, mostly this was for h, because I was not grieving, she spoke to h first, then she asked me questions, she said I was grieving, I told her I was not. I was pissed because this lady had just met me for 15 minutes. The other social worker, said that maybe I was grieving the loss of my role as a caregiver, and missing the change or loss of time, and maybe I am missing my routine, I dont do well with change.
Having a t, in your home, is very awkward, I told her my t and I are processing this, but , we really are not, because I havent seen my t in a damn month, I am suppose to see her today. The bereavement t, asked how is life after I have lost my loved one, and I told her, that I didnt see her as a loved one, and my h supported my answer.
Good lord, H is looking foward to her visits, this therapist says that I am hiding my emotions and I must get them out. When she left, she went to give me a hug. WTF was that all about.