Dealing with grief

Dealing with grief. It sounds so melodramatic to me. I've always felt cut off from such emotions having never experienced the loss of anyone close. Until recently.

Now my days vary; I can be be-bopping along doing my thing one minute, sobbing my eyes out the next. It's hard to share, these feelings. It's hard not to feel that the more public I am with my feelings, the more I cheapen the memory of my father. Yet at the same time, the grief is still there.

So what to do? Go on just like this? Does it get better? Because some days it feels like the depression is a very big black hole. Maybe counseling? Yeah that's sooooo appealing. Shit I don't know.