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?
Tag: Life After Loss
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.
Moving Targets
Sometimes the places we want to escape to don’t exist. This is a reflection on isolation, sobriety, honesty, and learning to live with the version of yourself that made it through.
Dancing in the Ruins
I ventured out on my own for the first time since the strokes — to see Above & Beyond live. It wasn’t just about music; it was about reclaiming independence, redefining healing, and realizing that moving on doesn’t mean leaving everything behind.