L I F E B E Y O N D G R I E F
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. . . you must traverse, and as difficult as it is, it can lead to growth. The process is heart-wrenching and soul-crushing. You may fear you won’t survive the pain, that it will consume you entirely. In moments of despair, you may find yourself calling out their name, expecting an answer, worrying about their well-being, or fantasizing about their return.
Guilt, anger, and thoughts of “why me?” and “if only” flood your mind. You may feel that happiness is forever out of reach, that laughter and smiles are things of the past. Grief consumes you, occupying your thoughts day and night. It is the last thing on your mind before sleep and the first upon waking, if you can even
manage to sleep. Each morning, you awaken with a heavy heart, as if a weight is pressing on your chest, only to be reminded of your loss, the pain crashing over you like a relentless wave.
Tears flow freely, often against your will, while at other times, even when you feel the need to cry, the tears simply won’t come. You may yearn for escape, feeling as though you are trapped in a nightmare that won’t end, desperate to scream and release the
anguish. But the reality is inescapable.
One day, you awaken to the stark realisation that you cannot reach your child through any means of
communication. You ask, “Where are you?” and are met with the gut-wrenching truth: they are gone. Your maternal instinct kicks in, compelling you to wonder if they are okay. You may call their name in vain, haunted by thoughts of their final moments—did they suffer? In the case of accidental death, you wonder, Did they call for you? Guilt becomes a
constant companion,
whispering that if only you had been there, things might have been different.
It's essential to understand that these emotions are entirely normal.
I've always spoken about my grief openly sharing my story with anyone willing to listen. Some people might avoid my gaze, unsure of what to say, if they caught my attention. Talking has become a form of therapy for me.Helping others is a source of healing, reaching out to those who have experienced similar losses, sharing the same journey.
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