In writing I’m stripping back all the other layers and micro griefs along the way too: the lack of effective support in everyday life and from e.g the school/ education system and the mental health service, that makes our situation worse and very isolating.
It’s also compounded, complex and compounded as I feel my children’s grief too.
As I’m finally stripping away the layers, I’m finally feeling pure sadness and grief. It’s a relief and I can feel the benefits of it in my bones ❤️🩹
You’ve articulated how it feels.
In writing I’m stripping back all the other layers and micro griefs along the way too: the lack of effective support in everyday life and from e.g the school/ education system and the mental health service, that makes our situation worse and very isolating.
It’s also compounded, complex and compounded as I feel my children’s grief too.
As I’m finally stripping away the layers, I’m finally feeling pure sadness and grief. It’s a relief and I can feel the benefits of it in my bones ❤️🩹
You said it so well - the paradox of it all. Hugs. 💜