Sometimes, when I am alone with myself, I feel perfectly happy and complete. Other times, I feel alone. Like I'm a chicken scratch in dry mud when I'm meant to be parchment and expensive ink.
Death of a loved one is hard. Grief and mourning suck but both are necessary to heal. I say ‘heal’ only as a descriptor because healing is not a vacation or a pleasure cruise that has a beginning and an end. Healing is ongoing – a lifetime endeavor. The grief to mourning to healing continuum … Continue reading As Told By Lisa
With this segment, I want to focus on how we can maintain our health and wellbeing. At the point of writing this, we are allowed one hour out of the house for exercise a day.
Quarantine has shut us into our homes whether we like it or not. Some of us, no doubt, are feeling claustrophobic, out of control, and slowly going crazy. I have a lot of advice to give on how to make rooms more enjoyable for you!
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We need to see our whole complete teen, twenty, thirty, forty, fifty something selves and we need to love each and every version of us.
I enjoy your memory. The other day my flat and I cheersed our drinks for you. I laughed and felt giddy...
For many of us, we live in hope because those who have lost someone still can’t comprehend it.
If we consider emotions as tools to deal with life, we need each and every one of them for a purpose. So, do not suppress it.
I feel as though I am slowly sinking into thick black tar. My clothes feel like lead, pulling me under even more, weighing heavy against my lungs making it difficult to breathe. I don’t have the strength to put out my arm and reach for help. I feel completely overcome with grief for my mum. I feel debilitated.