OK, this is going to sound “crazy.” And maybe I am at this point. Maybe we all are. But I miss my grief. I miss the simplicity of it all.
Now before you start screaming at me that grief is not simple, just please listen. I had my grief and I had my life. And my grief sucked.
It would swallow me whole and spit me out on the other end all battered and bruised. I was anxious and scared and confused and would question myself over and over about what was the right way to grieve.
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