Friends are like stars: you don't always realise they are there, but they are always shining.
Thank you for being here. Thank you to the silent readers who don't comment. Thank you to the readers who do comment. Thank you to the people who come from our social media. Thank you to the people who stumble across our blog and never come back. Thank you to the people who keep coming back. Thank you for being here with me as I grow and navigate this world without my Mum.
I remember it was on 28th March 2019,I arrived at my home at 5.30pm after work. I sat to rest a while before starting my house chores. Just then my phone rang and it was my dad. Immediately I thought he's calling to know how my family is, but after greetings he informed me that … Continue reading As Told By Bridget
Submissions for our As Told By You page are still more than welcome! We love receiving them! Feel free to read other submissions for inspiration. You can remain anonymous or leave your name! Write about anything you want; about mental health, grief, life lessons, life choices, poetry, photographs etc.
What does it mean to take a step back? We all know that mental health slowly gets better, and I think we imagine it as a steady upward trajectory. The fact of life is that nothing in this world is ever a steady trajectory upwards. Mental health is like meandering threads which make up a … Continue reading Taking a Step Back
"I believe that helping others towards a happier life is the best way to cope with grief and the other tough hands that we are dealt." Thank you so much to David for getting in touch with this lovely submission. It is lovely to have him speak on our blog. If you would like to … Continue reading As Told By David
'We live through others even after our death." Thank you to Mathew for a beautifully simple submission. I absolutely love it. If you would like to write a submission for As Told By You, feel free to comment, dm us on our social media (@thegriefreality), or email us at email@example.com All our love to you and yours … Continue reading As Told By Mathew
The thought of coming home to you is tantalisingly strong. I would come home in my grey blazer, soaked to the bone from cold autumnal rain. I'd be grumpy. I'd see your head with your glasses perched on the end of your nose, your mind far away between the comfortable pages of your book. I'd … Continue reading A Memory I Wish I Had
When I miss Mummy, there is a gentle simplicity in my suffering. In a way, it is complete, it is a cycle that has been fulfilled, and it is a constant feeling I will carry with me. In the beginning my pain was raw, now it is growing with me. Quarantine has been a new … Continue reading The Difference of Missing Someone Who Can Come Back
That's one of the most difficult things about losing my mum, I just want to tell her how difficult life is without her in it.