Yet another expample of just how trivial the members of our society and its leaders have become. I still think of my daughter who died as a child thirty years ago. True I have not taken to bed; but I would say I still mourn her and hope that I will see her again. Their position is NONSENSE!
In the blur of my father's funeral, standing in the receiving line, I couldn't remember a thing any of those kind people said, as they shook my hand, or even their faces - except one. A mutual friend told me confidently, "it gets sweeter."
That atypical statement alone stuck with me a quarter century since because, though I did not understand it at the time, it turned out to be so true. The horror fades, to be replaced with a more or less permanent scare.
Their position is definitely nonsense because there are so many different kinds of grief. And, as someone once said, if you life long enough life can seem to add up to "goodbye and goodbye and goodbye."
The only kinds of grief that could possibly be defined as mental illness, it seems to me, are behaviors that only appear grief-related. Attention-seeking behaviors one sees more often in 19th century novels, like Dickens' matrons still wearing black after 50 years, or never leaving a house.
In short, I think the kind of wisdom that can help a person discern between "healthy" grief and pathology can't be placed in their little categories.
Not to someone incapable of genuinely caring about another person.
Remember, liberals think caring and generosity involves taking your money and giving it to someone else.