Grief and loss are things that cannot be hurried along, you cannot grieve "fast" and you cannot expect it to happen overnight. My mother has been gone a year and a half, and I can tell you I have went through sad, angry, depressed, up down up down back and forth now. I am finally working through accepting that she isn't here anymore and it has been hell. There were days when I didn't want to wake up, didn't want to get up, I wanted to die with her. I didn't care about anything or anyone, I just wanted to be with my mom. I don't know what turned the corner for me, but one day I was able to get out of bed, I was able to start eating, I was able to face the day. I took it one minute at a time, because I couldn't handle anything more than that. Then it led to one hour, a few hours. I am still taking it slow, I take it one day at a time. But I am farther now than I ever was, and that's something to celebrate. You will get there too, it takes time.