My sister cooked me supper today, I stopped by her house and picked it up. Grief is strange, seeing my own family, affects me so bad mentally . You would think it would be the other way around.
My sister cooked me supper today, I stopped by her house and picked it up. Grief is strange, seeing my own family, affects me so bad mentally . You would think it would be the other way around.
Very sad to hear. I can't even imagine how I would survive in your situation.
You take one breath at a time. And thank you :)
I felt bad reading this. I'm sorry for you. I know that life is not stars and rainbows even, with family.
But, I think family should at least be somewhere where one feels comfortable.
Ya, apparently I am wierd. WE all grieve in our own way, and my way is alone as far as family goes. I love work, dealing with public, I love the support from Hive. But I cannot do family yet.
I guess that's where life tests us. It is where we are most vulnerable!
It manipulates the wound. Sometimes wounds heal better when manipulated.
We don't like it though.