Grief Tired There’s tired.

Truth 😣

“There’s tired. And then there’s grief tired.

And they’re not the same thing.”

https://www.blog.aimeesuyko.com/p/grief-tired

I hadn’t thought of that, but it’s lovely ❤️

What Grief Looks Like Nobody tells you that grief lives in your body.

This 👇🏼 #Grief

“You're using every ounce of energy you have just to stay standing.
To keep breathing.
To not fall apart in the middle of wherever you are because your body feels like it's being held together with tape.”

https://www.blog.aimeesuyko.com/p/what-grief-looks-like

So, on the hard days, you must remind yourself: You wouldn't trade the love to escape the grief. You wouldn't erase the happiness to avoid the pain. And you will endure a lifetime of missing, for the privilege of having loved. -Jameson Arasi

#Grief 😢

It’s really hard to hate someone you used to love. But outrageous lies leave little choice 😡

p.p.griffith .. . The cruelest part of losing someone is that you will spend the rest of your life in a state of desperate noticing. Every cardinal. Every feather. Every song that plays at the wrong time or the exactly right time depending on how you look at it. You will search for them in things that cannot speak and you will find yourself bargaining with the universe for just one undeniable sign that they are still somewhere. That they still exist. That the love did not just evaporate into nothing the moment they took their last breath. Because the alternative, the idea that they are simply gone, is something the human heart was not built to hold.

P.P.Griffith on IG #Grief

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“You walk through hell long enough, eventually you’ll be able to turn around and watch it burn behind you. So keep going.” 🔥 #Grief

Yesterday, I sent a remembrance post to someone for whom it was the first anniversary of loss 😢 Remembering that no one did for me 💔 Never let pain define you.

How horrifying 😮😢 I’m so sorry this happened… and completely get it 💔

Sadly, I know just what you mean. Hugs.

The Trivial Triggers I lost it over spilled coffee yesterday.

This 👇🏼

“The grief sits inside me like a pressure cooker. Building. Simmering. Looking for any release it can find.”

https://www.blog.aimeesuyko.com/p/the-trivial-triggers

The Thing With Grief It's ambushing, the way it sneaks up on you. Important dates can be anticipated. You know to brace for impact. Even certain places - their places - can be avoided on particularly difficult days, when the air is thick with ache. As time goes on, you learn where some of the pain hides. Grief never leaves completely, you just get better at hurting. It never gets easier, you just go on with half a heart. I'm told that I'll be stronger because of it, but that's hard for me to believe when the one l've lost was also the source of much of my strength. The thing with grief, it often arrives unannounced, breaking you in the middle of an ordinary moment. It lurks. Wanting your mind to wander off, and for your defenses to drop. You'll be waiting at a red light one moment, unable to breathe, the next. You'll be folding towels or peeling an orange, when your legs suddenly give out, and now you're shattered across the floor. I think the hardest part about grieving is the way it kills you while you're simply trying to survive. J. Raymond The First Ten: Selected Poems 2015-2025

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An entire range of emotion today.. loneliness, sadness, anger, rage, fear… has left me entirely spent. The emotional work of #Grief can be just exhausting 😓

Things that break my heart: when the dog still stares at the door, waiting for his Dad to come home 💔

The morning, whilst watching waves crash on a beach, an awareness settled over me for the first time in my life.. that I have the right to grieve my many losses anyway I want too.. Quietly, peacefully, messy, ugly. It’s mine. No one can take it from me. This is a big deal 😢 #Grief

In my family, every death is met with a flurry of necessary activity followed by silence..utter silence. #Grief is a gaping black hole in which no light shall enter 😢

The hurt child in me and the adult in me are in collision. Abusive family member passed away. #Grief is often messy and complicated 😢

Family dynamics are fascinating following loss, unless you happen to be living them 😣

"Do not give up on yourself just because your life feels unrecognisable in your own hands. There are seasons when every step feels useless, when your effort seems to vanish into nothing, when your mind turns against you in the quiet and asks, again and again, what the point is of carrying on if nothing seems to change. That state is not proof that you are failing; it is proof that you are in the middle of something difficult enough to strip you of certainty. Being a woman does not mean moving through pain with grace at all times. Sometimes it means surviving your own thoughts at three in the morning, holding yourself together in rooms where no one can see the strain, and continuing through days that feel hollow, cold, and endless. You may not recognise yourself right now. You may not like who you have become under pressure, under disappointment, under the weight of waiting. But the version of you standing in this hour, weary and unsure and still somehow refusing to disappear, may be the most important version of you there has ever been. She is the one carrying what others never see. She is the one enduring the ugly middle, where nothing is clear and nothing feels kind. She is the one learning how to remain when there is no applause, no reassurance, no visible reward for her effort. One day, you will look back at her with a depth of respect that you cannot yet imagine, because you will realise she was the one who kept your life alive when everything in her begged to shut down. So stay. Stay through the confusion. Stay through the numbness. Stay through the nights that feel too long and the mornings that ask too much. You do not need all the answers yet. You only need to refuse to hand yourself over to hopelessness. Keep going, even if all you can do is continue in silence, because your future may one day rest entirely on the fact that, in this unforgiving chapter, you chose not to give up on the woman carrying it." -Steve De'lano Garcia

I needed this today 😢 #Grief #Widow

you are not doing it wrong. even when it hurts. healing has a way of stripping the ground from beneath your feet just so you can learn how to stand again. @reviveyourroar

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Thank you 🙏 I’m sorry we’re here.

feeling completely disconnected from everything around you is a part of grief SHARYN MARSH Leave Her Wild

I have mastered this bit 😣 #Grief

Some Days it Hurts to Just Breathe Some days it hurts to just breathe.

Many days 😢 #Grief One moment at a time 🤞🏼

www.blog.aimeesuyko.com/p/some-days-it-hurts-to-...

Sudden death is so tragic and hard to process. How do you deal with here for breakfast, gone for lunch? DAVID KESSLER | GRIEF.COM

It still takes my breath away 😢💔 #Grief #Widow

One of the best parts of being a #widow Speaking with others who tell you all about THEIR lives! 😖

"The sun stopped shining for me is all. The whole story is: I am sad. I am sad all the time and the sadness is so heavy that I can't get away from it. Not ever."
— Nina LaCour
#Grief #Widow

@reviveyourroar dear soul, where did you go? nothing hurts like it used to. but nothing feels right either. just quiet. too quiet. come back soon. -your human

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p.p.griffith • The truth is, I would have saved you if I could. I would have moved heaven, earth, time, and breath itself to keep you here. And maybe that is why this hurts so much, because all that love still could not stop me from losing you.

#Grief #Widow

Have a family member at end of life, on palliative care. Complex situation involving abuse/neglect and I am finding that I am incapable of feeling. There seems to be a numbing lump of coal where my heart and brain used to be. Wonder if it will all hit later and when/how? 😕 #Grief

Black and grey image of a bird on a wire I know, deep down, that a piece of me will be sad forever. This is the painful reality of grief. Mark Lemon