Over the year, my grief has evolved into a being of it’s very own. Burrowed deep, it’s taken up residence in my soul. Sometimes it rests there for a week, other times it can’t sit still. The taming process – long and hard. Now she rarely escapes in public. Unless you look beneath the flesh…
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Grief: when your friend dies
Content warning: this post talks openly about death, grief and depression. It may be triggering for some readers. You’ve been gone from this world for one week, but you left mine long ago. It’s months since we were in touch, years since we spoke, and longer since I last feasted my eyes on you.…