Lost my wife of 44 years three months ago. Every day is a struggle. It's frustrating on a good day when I am "ambushed" by something. Maybe a familiar smell, flipping channels and a TV show she liked is on or junk mail comes addressed to her. I just sit and cry many days, not even getting out of the house. I attend grief counseling which I feel is helpful to some degree but leave at times more upset than if I had not gone. When I read or hear "everyone grieves differently", "there is no set time for grief" or other clichés, I get infuriated. I have always considered myself a strong willed person and able to handle most anything, but not this.