Sometimes I feel that the internal pain of grief manifests itself outwardly. Some pain is buried so deep, it hasn’t found its way to the surface yet. Desperate to claw it’s way out, it finds an outlet physically.

Grief isn’t just a symptom of loss, it becomes a living breathing thing residing within you. It can sleep for days on end, then get angry and explode. Depressed and bipolar, it goes uninvited, unwanted, and scared.

A lifetime tenant, that shows up unannounced and at odd times. A frienemy.

Sometimes I try and picture my grief in human form, it’s that shadow you swear you see out of the corner of your eye, but when you turn is no longer there.

A physical manifestation of child loss.


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