As a survivor of a suicide loss and grief therapist, I have found that majority of survivors feel like the ground below them gives out 3-4 months after experiencing a tragedy by suicide. Not only does the reality and finality of the situation begin to set in, but the distractions start to end. 
The people who were once there for us begin to move on, often making us feel like they no longer care about the tragedy we have faced. People stop asking how you are doing, and begin to talk about their own stresses which often feel minuscule compared to the pain you are facing. Others do not know what to say, so they simply say nothing at all. It can leave you feeling isolated and alone. While I realize this is not true for everyone, I have found that others often assume we are ok, because we appear ok. From the outside it might appear that we are functioning, but inside we are fighting a battle that nobody else can see. To me this often mimics the battle our loved ones faced. On the outside it appeared that everything was ok, but inside they were fighting a battle. When I began to realize this, I began to tell people what I needed. When people asked, “How are you?” I stopped saying, “ok” and began to tell them what I needed. Not everyone of course, and I didn’t open the flood gates. I would simply respond with, “today is hard” or “I could use a friend to talk to.” A strange thing happened when I began to do that; I actually received more support. Ask for what you need. Tell people how you are really feeling. Be vulnerable. The response you receive may surprise you.
I have tried this tactic but after two years people just think I should and am fine. Some are sick of hearing about it and let you know that. I even had one friend say “it’s always about you”
The only ones that seem to get it are the new friends I have made. I’m glad you have had luck with this reaching out but this method has not worked for me.
I have written a number of posts on the importance of finding new supports after a tragedy like this. I too have found that my new friends understand more than my old friends. It is a sad that other losses have followed. I have also had to work to determine who is worthy of talking to. Any friends who think “its all about you” aren’t always the best. Have I had success, yes, but I have left many friendships behind as well.
3 – 4 months? How about right after the funeral? My brother is still not talking to me. Been almost a year. Some people still asked for a few weeks via email or text and then…they were all gone.
The friends you thought would always be there and now they avoid you like the plague is another loss for me. I have 1 friend that we have been the best of friends for over 30 years, and I talk to her maybe once every two weeks and that’s when she wants me to go somewhere with her (usually to a bar) and I am not ready for that, I do not want to go to a bar. I have not only lost my boyfriend to suicide but I have lost my best friend also. It’s a double-whammy! People do avoid asking me things about my boyfriend, I can understand the “not knowing what to say”, I’ve been there before and it is hard for others. I try to give them the benefit of the doubt and the understanding. However, this is a new experience in my life and I don’t know what I need, I don’t know what to ask for. I really don’t want to sit and talk about him and cry and reminisce over what was and what could have been, and I don’t want to be that person that’s always avoided because “she always talks about him”, but at the same time, that is all that’s on my mind right now. 3 months almost to the day (tomorrow) 3 short months, 12 weekends of sitting at home doing nothing, trying to get out of bed, 3 months of missing him every single day (90) days! It’s mentally exhausting! What do I ask for? What do I need?
For myself personally, grief has no time limit. I am still struggling with many issues surrounding my brother’s suicide 8 years later, yes 8 years! He fills my thoughts and I cry whenever I have to talk about him. I changed doctor’s due to an insurance change and I spoke about my depression and anxiety that is stemmed from my PTSD of his suicide. I cried and cried and it haunted me all day. I am in therapy. I resent my friends who say “let it go”. I don’t respond well to that. Actually its my best friend who says that and her husband committed suicide over 30 years ago right in front of her as he tried to kill her too. I thought she would always understand and perhaps she does to some extent. The difference is she has moved on, dealt with her grief and the circumstances around it. She has processed the forgiveness on many levels, which took years. She wrote a book about it. I can’t wrap my brain around ever getting over him with my grief. My heart still aches. I have tears in my eyes. My walls dictate I say “I am ok” whenever I am asked how I am doing. I feel like no one wants to hear the truth and I do internalize my pain.