“I have blisters on my feet from dancing alone with your ghost”
– Tyler Knott Gregson
As the days turned to weeks, then months and eventually years, I’ve slowly learned how to cope with and manage my grief. 208 more words
1 week, 3 days ago
So therapy lasted 3 sessions. After my first, I left thinking yes, she gets it, this is what I’ve been missing. I felt raw and so exposed. 790 more words
1 month ago
I started therapy yesterday.
I’ve been in a bad place and I’ve spent more time these last few months living in the dark than I have seeing any light. 849 more words
2 months ago
Remember the board game snakes and ladders that you played as a kid – and sometimes as a big kid?! Well that’s how I would describe my emotional state these last few weeks. 541 more words
2 months, 2 weeks ago
22 March 2016
For more than 2.5 years they have sat on a shelf and haunted me. Haunted me because of the guilt associated with not knowing what to do with them. 407 more words
3 months ago
“Wait there baby”
Three little words.
Words that would become the last text message that I received from Daniel.
I’m still waiting…..
I know he’s not coming back, I understand that completely. 33 more words
Many weeks after Daniel died, Miss Boo (then 8) said,
“You know what Mummy? I wish Daddy got a second chance at life. I wish we all got a second chance at life.” 591 more words
3 months, 1 week ago