Sorry guys, let me be a bit more specific. It is the death of a loved one , someone very close to the infj like for example their mom. I just wondered if maybe type would somehow play a role in the greiving process.
My INFP father died three years ago. We were good friends as well as having a healthy and casual father-daughter relationship, sharing a lot of cultural experiences together.
I was home the day he died suddenly of a heart attack on a cold january afternoon. He came downstairs to me and my mom, probably feeling that it was his last moments, complaining of a pain in his back. When he turned grey, my mother yelled out to call an ambulance, which I did. The lady on the phone told me how to do the mouth-to-mouth thing, and I did that, but there was no result.
My mom went away with the ambulance when it arrived, but I told her I would stay home and wait for my uncle and aunt who were coming. I had been with dad in his last breath and strange, startled last look (like he saw an angel or something), and I went upstairs to pray. I had a conviction he was gone. I decided to let God have his way and said: "Lord, your will be done." My father had effectively died, and I found out a few moments later at the hospital.
I felt a strange anguish at my waking on the first morning after his death. I am a church musician, and had to go play that sunday morning. I got up, went to church, and kept quiet about the whole thing. When the church people found out afterwards, they couldn't believe how stoic I had been about it, and I have to admit I was very stoic all the way. I wept from time to time during the following weeks, but I had made my mourning on the very first day, alone with God in prayer upstairs.
A few months later, I went through an awful two-weeks long depression, but in my perspective, it had absolutely nothing to do with my father's death, something very unrelated had triggered it.
I feel at peace about his death, since we had such a good relationship. I don't have any regrets about it, I feel that everything I had to learn from him I have learned, and as a Christian I believe he is in heaven and is much happier than all of us mortals.
New responsibilities to care for my mom and myself came with this loss, but I took to them cold-blooded and proceeded to do what I had to do.