I would love to know what you think, as I’m hoping to write a post giving all the advice I have collected over our various platforms!
Tag: life after grief
#67 Thursday Thoughts: How Did The Level of Support You Receive Change On Your Grief Journey?
Did it increase, decrease or stay the same after the first few months? Did people treat you differently?
Your experience is valid, and I’m looking forward to hearing your story below.
Reality Revisited: Perfectly Untouched
When my Mum passed away, I willed my life to stay exactly how she left it – perfectly untouched like the crisp layer of newly fallen snow, blanketing my life. I daren’t take a step forward in fear of altering what she had left. I awkwardly lived around her belongings, preserving her life in our home.
Happy Birthday to Me!
This birthday was really my favourite so far.
Reality Revisited: Who I Am Without You
Now I am faced with life after Mum. Life without Mum, with myself, a stranger, who still bases their decisions on what their Mum would do.
Reality Revisited: Learning To Sleep
If you get night terrors; you are not a freak. You are not a freak for feeling anxious, or because you have experienced trauma, or any other reason.
Reality Revisited: I Don’t (Self) Care
Self care can be defined as this: an activity that helps to improve your mental health and wellbeing without causing stress or anxiety.
In case you missed anything from May…
Reality Revisited: As Told By Katie
I read a quote once: “My mum taught me everything except how to live without her”.
As Told By You
Look at the menu bar on top of this page and you will see a new tab labelled “As Told By You”. We want to hear more from you about your experiences with grief. This can be in anyway you so wish to express yourself; perhaps through poetry, art, one word or a sentence that begins with “Grief is …”. Perhaps you’d like to share a whole post as Bereavedsingledad has done recently.
Grief is messy and painful. Grief can feel awkward and heavy. Grief can leave you feeling isolated and alone.
Let this space be your empty void to scream into, to feel a little lighter and get the pain off of your chest. You’ve read plenty of posts as told by Evee and myself, but this page is your space for your grief, as told by you.