Grief has become both my friend and my foe since Abi died… I need it to feel close to her, yet loathe it for taking over me. What would your grief say?
Grief has become both my friend and my foe since Abi died… I need it to feel close to her, yet loathe it for taking over me. What would your grief say?
I think my grief would say HA! You fool. You thought I was just the loss of your sister, but I am sooo much more. I am the loss of your ability to look forward, your ability to find joy in the things you loved, the loss of your interests and hobbies. I am the source of your loneliness and the loss of your friendships, because I’m the only one who really gets it, but I’m not gonna go easy on you. I’m going to lull you into a false sense of security, just when you think you’ve got a handle on me I’m gonna hit you again with something new. I’ve taken everything from you, but I’ll keep coming back for more, you cannot escape me!
…there would probably be an evil laugh too.