Some grief stories are easier to hear than others. We readily accept fond memories of those we've lost, but what happens when grief comes wrapped in anger, irritation, and unfinished conversations?
Category: Personal Reflections
Sorting Through the Wreckage
After a difficult weekend at a family graduation, I found myself reflecting on loss, isolation, disability, and the life I thought I'd be living. Sometimes being left to your own devices isn't loneliness—it's freedom.
Otherwise I’m Fine
“How are you doing?” seems like such a simple question until life becomes complicated enough that there’s no simple answer anymore. A reflection on survival mode, grief, friendships, executive function, and learning to walk a very different road than the one imagined years ago.
Three Years Later
Three years after my husband’s suicide, I reflect on grief, unhealthy relationships, self-medication, and the uncomfortable truth that healing is not the same as romanticizing the past. Sometimes survival means accepting that there will never be perfect answers — only the choice to keep moving forward.