Grief and depression go hand in hand, for me anyways. I've never been very good with death, but who is really? I've been dealing with a lot of both things. I started this post thinking I'd talk about it, but now that I'm actually writing this post...I'm not so sure. I just got the tears dried up for the moment and I'm so afraid that the flood gate will open hardcore again if I do.
I just reread that paragraph and what stands out is that last sentence and the presence of fear. Fear is a powerful thing. Fear can cause us to block out memories, push memories and feelings further back into ourselves so that we don't deal with them. I don't know what else to say, so that's all I've got for right now.
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