Why Going Back to Normal Isn’t the Goal
After loss, returning to “normal” isn’t possible or helpful. Life doesn’t go back. It reshapes, and learning to live inside that change takes time.
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A quiet place to say the things loss leaves behind. These pieces are about living in the aftermath, holding the memories, and learning to move through days that changed you.
After loss, returning to “normal” isn’t possible or helpful. Life doesn’t go back. It reshapes, and learning to live inside that change takes time.
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Stepping back after loss isn’t withdrawal or avoidance. It’s a way of regulating, conserving energy, and staying present without forcing what isn’t possible yet.
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Living forward after loss isn’t a choice or a triumph. It’s continuation without consent, learned slowly, step by step, on ground that no longer feels stable.
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People often call this strength. I know it as survival, learned in the aftermath of loss. Strength that carries me forward, even when it feels fragile, even when it costs something.
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After losing someone to suicide, words carry unexpected weight. This reflection explores how language can add shame or preserve dignity, and why choosing different words matters more than we realize.
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When the loss is suicide, grief often arrives carrying judgment, shame, and misunderstanding. A reflection on why suicide loss feels different, and what is rarely understood unless you’ve lived inside it.
When the Loss Is Suicide Read Post »
Vulnerability after the unthinkable isn’t about openness or softness. It’s about exposure, awareness, and learning how to live without the illusion of safety.
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Stability after the unthinkable isn’t calm or certainty. It’s learning how to remain upright while everything inside feels louder.
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Life didn’t shatter after loss. It fractured. This reflection is about learning how to live when the ground has shifted and stability is no longer guaranteed.
Living on a Fracture Line Read Post »
After losing my son, I learned to live with a permanent fracture. When my daughter died, her loss struck the same wound. A raw reflection on grief, multiple loss, and rebuilding without healing.
The Version of Me That Broke Read Post »