Living in a new reality without our person confronts all kinds of feelings about who we are now, without them.
It was a downward spiral of pain, and the very essence of mum singed and burnt my soul with that deep sense of loss.
Why do we have this self-imposed idea that throughout our lives we are meant to maintain a perfect, crisp version of ourselves? Like untouched snow, or fresh school shoes that we don’t want to scratch.
When I think of a reset, I think of turning the wifi box off, furiously counting under my breath, and then switching it back on, hoping that the wifi will work this time around.
It didn’t make sense at first. How could I have been a carer for such a long period without having realised? I think this is the case for many people. Like I said, the changes were minimal at first, and you really don’t mind because you’d do anything for your family.
I don’t wonder why they behaved this way, but I ask myself why I responded. I put this individual’s behaviour down to them having a bad day and I forgive them. Yet I can’t forget the fact that they saw me at my most vulnerable, and strangers must have seen me as weak.
Grief sucks but to come out the other side intact, one must go through and accept the process with the courage of a warrior.
My name is Evee. Not Evie or Eve, and in fact I dislike both of those names quite strongly.
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What has happened to me? Has grief really changed me as a person?