Elephant Room

When the "healing" process causes a different kind of hurt. I have tried and failed at recording/publishing another episode for several months now. Hitting the one year anniversary of losing mom threw me into a grief tale spin and I felt fear over losing the friends who didn't pull away from me in the past year. I am still grieving. Even if I appear to be doing better. Even if I AM doing better. And talking about it still helps. Thanks for listening. It means a lot.

The many casualties of grief and the silver lining.

Many relationships fizzle out or disappear during grief. And some are just on a brief hiatus until the grief isn't so all-consuming. But what do you do when resuming the relationship is no longer an option?

Realizing that the same tools that helped me navigate and cope with my depression, do not apply to grief.

During grief, I have lost so much of my identity. I don't know who I am. I don't know what I want from life. If I even want anything from life. On top of losing mom, I feel as though I have lost the me who used to be. The one who I was when mom was here.