An Introvert at a Funeral

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Common funeral practices are sometimes a cruel joke played on introverts. Most of us accept that we live in an extravert’s world. While the value of the introvert is gaining attention of late, society still holds the person with many friends and a gregarious personality as the model to mirror.

Funerals are no different from any other social construct. Long lines of mourners attend the successful wake. Giving eulogies for the deceased in a church with empty pews is just sad. Many traditions need a second graveside service followed by an open house at the home of the bereaved. People are everywhere. A friend recently said, “The only time my house is filled with people is when somebody in my family dies.”

We all want and, in some ways, need people around during a time of death. It’s comforting to know that others care. However, consider introverts. They are no different in that they need people around and they want people to show they care. They just don’t need them around as much as the extravert does.

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It’s all about energy. Grief, sadness and depression are all emotional states that drain a person’s energy. Once we get past the anger of losing someone, these feelings follow closely behind. During times of grief, we don’t seek pleasure and we don’t enjoy life. Our energy for such matters usually evaporates during mourning. The energy depletion is often intense and we sometimes hear phrases like, “I don’t know how I’m going to go on with my life.”

Funerals are to help the living come to grips with the death of a loved one. Healthy mourning allows people to pass through their exhausting sadness, to accept their loss and then to arrive at a “new normal”. Energy gained from interacting with others helps the extravert during these times while social intercourse usually only exhausts the introvert’s energy. So, when introverts lose someone, they not only have to deal with grief and sadness depleting their energy. They usually also have to run the gauntlet of social expectations which drains them rather than feeds them. It can become a double curse of energy loss.

Introverts often report others misunderstand them when they seek the restorative solitude that they need during these times. Some see the mourning introvert as rude and disrespectful for not being ever-present. Or others assess them to be worse off than they are. One person who identifies herself as introverted said her family became alarmed when she went off by herself for several hours during a time of family mourning and questioned her about suicidal thoughts. She had no such thoughts. She just needed some time alone.

Effective grief counseling is mostly about giving people permission to deal with death in the way that suits them best. For introverts, this does mean connecting with the people in their lives who care about them and the deceased loved one. However, it also means finding time alone to explore their loss and to gain energy, as they typically do, on their own. Most introverts will not want to isolate altogether.

It’s less about getting away from others and more about being alone, however subtle that difference may be. People often describe a feeling of emptiness and a deep loneliness when the last mourner has left. However, the typical introvert will most likely feel gratitude for the mourners having come, but they will also feel relief that they are now gone.

So, whether you’re an extravert or an introvert, when you face a loss, give yourself permission to do whatever it takes to get through the experience in your own way. And be generous enough to allow others to grieve in their fashion even if it doesn’t feel quite right to you.

Have you had similar situations where others have not understood your introverted or extraverted behavior? Is it sometimes difficult to meet others’ expectations because of a personality trait? Join us in the conversation. We’d love to hear from you.

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I'm an INFJ; my dad however is an ENFJ. I just wanted to say that when my Aunt died (his younger sister) he became fixated that he could've done something to stop it
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I lost my Grandpa a few years back. My dad stopped in front of our house and told me he had to tell me something, before he did I stated that my Grandpa was dead, I was right and no one had had to have told me. A week or two later we went to the funeral. There was a fair amount of people there. But I remember sitting away from the group and just talking about music with my cousin, I really didn't want to deal with all of the distant relatives introducing themselves to me and retelling old stories of boring incidents. It may seem awful, but I really didn't see too much of a point in the funeral. When the actual ceremony came, I ended up crying because everyone else around me was crying. The most helpful part of the funeral was when we were at the actual cemetery and it was just my three cousins and I comforting each other. A small group, but one I could relate to and know that any advice or wisdom they had to offer would be good. I'm an INTP.
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Just explain that you need some time to mourn and process the situation alone no?
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I have never been to a funeral, and I have only had my childhood dog that was very close to me die. I remember being very sad, and one of the only times I had cried about loss considering I have only otherwise lost distant relatives that I rarely see. As an INFP I feel like death is inevitable as beautiful life is and how infatuated with it I am. I mean think about it. My like, your life, my dogs life, are all just a blip in time. It's not even upsetting to realize it will come to an end. Everyone's little game will.
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I've had my great-uncle die-- I was even at the scene when he died. But when I attended his 2-day funeral, I didn't really have any emotions; it was just really boring and dull- and biased (for the pastor anyway). But when I look at others, I see them all teary-eyed and I can't understand why they're like that. Perhaps it's just because I didn't really like my great-uncle?