I lost 15 pounds when my wife died, and stayed drunk for six months. It's a miracle I made it through.
You learn to live with it but you never really get over it.
The worst part is people trying to talk me into/hook me up with someone. Like my wife was some kinda used car or something ...
I remember suppressing rage feelings toward nice people trying to make smalltalk. Even though that makes zero sense, and I'm ordinarily a very nice person. (my dad passed suddenly)
I'm so sorry for your loss, djf. Anyone who stays drunk for 6 months must have been deeply in love. Don't be mad at your friends. They see how much pain you're in and feel helpless.