When I’m in a crowd of people I don’t know, it’s easy to feel okay. I’m not seeing myself reflected in their eyes. I don’t recall times of joy or pain shared with these people. In some ways I’m invisible and that makes my pain feel less intense. However, when I’m with one person I… Continue reading Open Wound
Category: grief
First Time
You know the first time you do something after “that awful thing happened”? For example, the funeral is over and everyone has returned home. It’s time for dinner and realize you have no food, so you have to go to the store. And when you get there you realize this is “the first time since… Continue reading First Time