Grief is so disrespectful. It hits you like a wrecking ball. No respect for you, your schedule, plans or relationships. It comes in waves and threatens to drown you. One minute you’re coasting because time has passed, and the next thing you know, you’re under water. Triggers everywhere. You find it difficult to laugh or enjoy a night out without feeling guilty. There is no template for you to follow to determine if you’re grieving properly – there is no wrong or right way to do it. You don’t get to divorce it; grief becomes a constant companion.
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