Is it to hug you when you cry? To bring your person up in conversation? Or is it someone bringing you food or practically offering help to you that helps you?
I think part of my university experience has been trying to find that for myself. To have a moment of deep pride in my accomplishments.
Everyone knows grief exists, but they would prefer it to exist at the edge of society, between the people who experience it.
I hated vulnerability so much, that I tried to give myself everything I could to the point of burnout.
Betty reached into my soul and brought renewed vigour, emotions and memories out. Thank you, Tiffany McDaniel.
I am looking forward to the photography opportunities, the cold wind and then being cosy and warm indoors. 🤍
Before, roller skating meant the art of learning to love myself without having to aim for perfection, and now it is about freedom and healing. When I am skating, I can be whoever I need to be, feeling anything I need to feel.
Shrunken shoulders, bent in pain
Sadness and tears unrestrained
Bring forth whispers of your name
That’s one of the most difficult things about losing my mum, I just want to tell her how difficult life is without her in it.
Learning about grief has taught me to advocate for myself which, has helped people to help me, and for me to help them. And as always, I am reminded repeatedly that people are good.