Grief. Exhausting Beyond Words.

🟣My words. My experience. My journey into young widowhood at age 38 brought such deep grief. Words could not and still can not express, just how heavy my grief felt. The weight of it brought with it an exhaustion that I never dreamed possible, and would never wish on my worst enemy.

🟣It felt never ending. That feeling of permanence was the most terrifying part of my grief journey.

🟣Time has moved forward, though at the time I felt it wouldn’t, and my grief has also moved forward. The permanence that I was feeling has become fluid.

🟣I have survived such very dark days, and have learnt to recognise and manage the grief exhaustion, as and when it presents.

🟣If you know anyone who is struggling, please share with them this post, as sharing information on what grief looks like and feels like, and that it does move along with time, can be so helpful. 

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