Complicated Grief
emily sarah
We don't know how to grieve, it seems. I'm still missing my dad, who died in 2019, and I'm host to anticipatory grief as my mom dies s-l-o-w-l-y. I cry, I stomp, I attempt to metabolize heavy emotions instead of numb out via shadow comforts or pills (OK, I'm guilty of a Netflix plunge now and then). We discount ourselves--and grief--when we attempt to bypass the pain. But how do we live fully while feeling so dang sad. Please join me and let's help each other navigate and thrive not in spite of but because of the gifts of grief. xo