Medicated depression, day #555
Mom passed away yesterday. We arrived at 11:30-ish, dad and brother were at the kitchen table eating a light lunch when we walked in. Learned that mom had drawn her last breath at 10:10 .. or there about.
We spent the day saying our farewells and helped the undertakers get moms body out to the waiting hearse. She's going to the morgue, in wait for the funeral, which may occur in a few weeks, next month.
Notified my manager, that I would not be in Monday and Tuesday this week due to moms passing, need a few days to get my head straight.
Some of the reasons I got depressed was the stress from knowing my mom had cancer and then there were accumulated stress from work.
Now when I'm medicated (SSRI) I can't feel that much, I'm sad about moms passing, but not to the point of crying and mourning.
I've tried to feel something but I'm just empty. I'll try process it later, give it some time, feel something.