ARE GREIVING PARENTS MENTALLY ILL

October 17, 2026

According the American Psychiatrist Association, grieving parents can be classified as mentally ill. In the past, the Mentally Ill Diagnostic Manual, had an exclusion clause for bereavement. In a recent move from the board, the exclusion has been lifted and now bereavement can take its place among other mental illness such as manic-depression and schizophrenia.

In all fairness to the board, a clear definition associated with the bereaved is, deep depression that may include sleeplessness, lack of appetite, lack of energy…Though bereavement can be a normal reaction to the death of a loved one, excessive bereavement that lasts longer than two weeks, is not normal and should be treated as a mental illness.

It should not be surprising that bereaved parents from all over the country are outraged at this decision by the APA. The National Compassionate Friends, a self-help organization of bereaved parents has been in existence for more than forty years. There are more than 600 chapters across the United States. Thousands of parents belong to this organization that have found comfort and comradery among each other.

Each month, chapters meet in small towns and large cities, find ways of helping parents cope with the loss of a child. Many parents find their local Compassionate Friends chapter a safe haven where they can talk about their child and keep their memory alive.

Loosing a child is the most devastating tragedy that can ever happen to a parent. No one is ever prepared for the pain and sorrow that takes place.

Many parents seek professional help because they are convinced there is something wrong with them. Society tells the bereaved to move on, get over it, let go. The advice many be well meaning but unrealistic.

Parents that have lost children 10-20-30 years and more, still feel the sting of their loss. Coping methods for stress do not work the same for bereaved parents. Finding a way to get up each day and continue it without your child is indescribable.

Concern

In this writer’s opinion, it is a concern for bereaved parents all over this country that mis-diagnosis and poor treatment will ensue as a result of this action by the APA. Coping methods may be disregarded when a person is receiving medication meant for bi-polar disorders. Anti-depressants may keep the bereaved from feeling and therefore, unable to face the truth. Grief is hard work and can not be accomplished when denial of a normal reaction to death is mistreated.

Education

Society, including professionals that counsel the bereaved need to educate themselves on the life of the bereaved. It may be written in text books, but sometimes you have to feel with your heart and not rationalize with your mind.

Life goes on, is true but for the bereaved parent, it is never the same. Employers should not expect a bereaved parent to return to work in three day, three weeks or three months, and pick up where they left off.  Carry around a bowling ball around your waist and see how quickly it weighs you down. Grief does the same thing. It is there, every waking hour, every moment of breath, it is there. A bereaved parent can not run away from extreme pain that engulfs their being. Sadness becomes a lifestyle. It is not a choice and no mediation is going to make it go away.

Family and friends should not expect the bereaved parent to stop talking about their child. Their memories are what they have left and need to be shared.

Professionals need to attend a Compassionate Friends meeting and leave their shingle outside and try to experience what it is like to be a bereaved parent. Perhaps a new understanding will ensue and better treatment will be forthcoming instead of labels.

Vickie Van Antwerp

cc: 2026


The Poplar

March 11, 2024

The Poplar

Your branches stretch to the clouds,

each one clothed in your finest array.

Leaves of green, veins transparent,

 dance in the shadows like a sweet ballet.

The life that pulsates through your being

begins where the roots lie, and your heart is beating.

Yet, there in the midst of your soul a hole is driven,

seen through and through,

your strength is proven.

You survive.

You go on.

You waste not your plight; it is your thorn,

and it will hold you as you mourn.

Through your grace and beauty you have taught me well,

as I carry a hole in my heart and there it will dwell.

cc 2024


HOLIDAYS AND SEASONS

June 7, 2017

 

EXCERPTS FROM THE EDITOR’S MESSAGE
BREVARD TCF NEWSLETTERS
HOLIDAYS AND SEASONS
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BY
VICKIE VAN ANTWERP

Memorial Day

Memorial Day is coming soon and we will honor those lost in the many wars our nation has fought. If you grew up during the Vietnam War you may know someone that fell during that long war. In order not to forget, small towns all over the country will conduct parades and services for our fallen heroes.

In our world, as bereaved parents, Memorial Day does not come once a year but every day as we remember and honor our children. Our services may be of the heart but they are just as real and important to us as any large scale celebration could ever be.

As the years pass our daily services might change, but they remain grounded in the love we have for our sons and daughters. They remain a “parent’s tribute” to the one that could light up our life with joy and make us smile in the darkest times.

We celebrate their lives every time we mention their name, help another in honor of them, light a candle to show their light still shines, arrange their picture on the wall or hold something dear that was dear to them, close to our heart.

We will always try to keep our child’s memory alive. It is a vital part of our grief journey. It satisfies that innate need to finish out the life our child never got to live.

 

Independence Day

Another holiday is approaching and for a grieving parent it is usually full of dread. July 4th is full of family activities and you might find yourself wanting to go and hide somewhere until it is over. It is supposed to be a celebration of freedom, but you might not feel very free from your grief.

Like most holidays the anticipation is usually worse than the day itself. The thought of facing another holiday without your child is just too heavy a burden to carry. Something you need to know is; you don’t have to celebrate the holiday if you don’t want to. You don’t have to make preparations, get together with family and friends and force yourself to join in the festivities. If you do not feel up to a big celebration than do something else. Yes, do something totally different, but do not stay home alone.

Go on a day trip that will be full of sights and sounds. Hit ever ice cream parlor between here and Hickory or if your passion is chocolate make it candy stores and indulge. Go hiking, horse-back riding, or visit a zoo. Take in movies all-day-long.

You decide what will bring you some pleasure and don’t let guilt creep in and steal it away. You need to take care of yourself and finding a diversion from your grief for one day, can be a good thing. Go, enjoy the 4th of July.

 

New Season

Another season is approaching which has proven to be another grief trigger for most. It is a sign of moving forward into another season that is full of clean fresh scents and sights sparked by the beauty of nature. It is also a reminder that we move into a new season without our child, and we may wonder if it will ever be different. Will we ever heal from trauma that left us shattered and torn?

We are told by the experts and those who have never experienced our loss that time will heal our pain. They fail to mention that the memoires we carry with us will always bring our grief to the surface. That is why the things we call triggers; birthdays, death dates, holidays, special vacations, graduations, etc. take us back to when our child lived, reminding us that they are not here.

So how can time heal when our memories will forever follow us into the future? We will always see our child yesterday, today and tomorrow.

I came across an article online that seems to open the door to the acceptance that time is not a healer, it helps us to grieve our way, in our time and unapologetic. Here is a sample:

“To say that time does not heal allows a person to reconcile herself to the longevity of the grieving process. It relieves her from the burden of having to observe any arbitrary deadlines for the aching.”   Impatient With Grief, Today’s Christian Woman by Jean Polluck Michel.

 

 Thanksgiving

“May your today be better than your yesterday.” That quote could have been written by a bereaved parent. We often wonder if our tomorrow will ever be better than today.

Thanksgiving is less then a month away and for some, it will be one of those “firsts”. For those who are new to this grief journey, know that the anticipation is worse than the actual holiday.

Some of us are not feeling very thankful for anything, the pain is too harsh, too disabling, too distracting from anything good.

If we look deep enough in our hearts we can draw out the memories that our child left behind and find that we are thankful for something. We find good wholesome memories tucked away that cause our hearts to swell with love and admiration for our child. I guess we do have something to be thankful for. Our child lived and that brought endless memories because as long as we live-they live.

Share your Thanksgiving with someone if you can and you will find a blessing in giving that will soften your sorrow.


YOU CAN’T SEE HEAVEN FROM HERE

May 7, 2016

It has been nine years since my husband and I lost our youngest child. Nine years and soon it will be ten. I remember thinking years ago, “I don’t know where he is.” The thought pierced through my brain over and over again reflective of the agony my soul was feeling. The pain and sorrow was so great that my mind was just fog, floating freely where my logical thoughts used to be. Hearing those words repeating in my head just added to my torment.

I knew in my heart that my son was saved. I knew the word said that to be absent from the body was to be present with the Lord. I knew Craig had given his life to the Lord and yet, I could not see where he was. I could not see heaven from where I stood.

For a newly bereaved parent you can’t go through a day without wondering where your child is and what he is doing? If you are a believer you imagine your child happy and fulfilled, surrounded by the loving arms of the Lord. You can see it- in your imagination. Sometimes that is not good enough. Sometimes, you need assurance that what you imagine, what you believe, is true. You are placed at a point in your life when your faith is tested beyond breaking. Believe and stand by it or doubt and suffer from it.

It does not seem fair that when you are at your lowest point in your life, your faith is tested so greatly. You are weak, you can barely get up in the morning, you want to be with your child and for many parents, you want to die. How in the world are you going to face this test when you have no strength?

I kept telling myself, “He is fine, he is with the Lord and He is the happiest he has ever been.” It helped to repeat those words, but I still could not see Heaven from here. I needed to experience that with my five senses. I needed to know beyond a doubt. I needed the Lord to show me.

I am not alone in my feelings. I have meant many Christians that have experienced the same wonder, the same agony. It does not mean we are not strong Christians. It does not mean that our faith is less than it should be. It means we are suffering, we still love the Lord and still believe in His promises, and our faith is being tested beyond our wildest dreams. Many people will experience loss but few will truly know the sting of death and the victory. It is not a place that any parent wants to go. It is not a place you can ever imagine until you are there.

There comes a time when pain is so overwhelming that you can no longer feel. Imagine a physical pain in one part of your body. It overcomes your whole countenance. You struggle with the agony of the pain and don’t realize that in the midst of your pain, your other body parts are numb; they don’t exist because the pain is too intense to allow any affection for the rest of your body. This is how your spirit feels when it lies in agony. You don’t feel the sun on your cheek or a gentle hand on your shoulder. You can’t receive the words of encouragement from loved ones or the soft voice of God in your heart. Oh, He is there and so are you, but pain has taken over and all you can do is cry out, My God, My God Why hast thou forsaken me. I don’t say that with any disrespect toward my Lord. No one has ever suffered as greatly as Him. We can’t embrace His suffering but what we find in our lives is that it sometimes feels like abandonment, and we just can’t see Heaven from here.

 

(c) 2016


Bittersweet Memories

September 18, 2011

The following is an article that I wrote for the Compassionate Friends newsletter, We Need Not Walk Alone, Winter/Spring 2010-2011.   http://www.compassionatefriends.org/resources/we_need_not_walk_alone.aspx  

One of the most precious things to a parent that has lost a child is the memories. Without them, it would be as if their child never was. With them, it is so bittersweet that it can make a parent laugh and cry, rejoice and anguish, touch the sweetness to the lips and taste the salt from the tears.

Memories keep the heart from crushing under the weight of sorrow. They give a parent the chance to be with their child again. They can walk through their memories like they were a movie. When the memories are so vivid, you can almost feel them, touch them, hug them, and kiss them. It is so bittersweet when the reality comes and you realize it is just a memory, a thought, and you are reminded of what you have lost.

If you asked a parent if they would give up the memories so they did not have to feel the pain of knowing their child is gone, they would tell you no. As painful as it may be, not having the memories or feeling their presence, is just as unbearable as loosing them.

There is no happy place to go to but there is a place to be with your child. You know before you step into that realm that it will be painful but you also know that it will be joyful too.

So as we let the memories take us to a time that our child was safe with us, just rest a while until it is time to go and the next time try not to think of what is gone but what is still in your heart and will always be.


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