I’d pick you to be my dad in every lifetime, even if that means loosing you at a young age every single time.

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I’d pick you to be my dad in every lifetime, even if that means loosing you at a young age every single time.
The truth is, I don’t want to move on, I don’t want to let go
Grief is the only thing I have left of you, so I’ll hold onto it for the rest of my life
To grieve someone is to constantly be searching for closure you’re never going to fully get because somewhere inside still believes they are coming back.
The grief never leaves, but slowly it starts to feel less like it's strangling you and more like it's holding your hand.
When grief becomes an old acquaintance, maybe you breath better for the first time in years or the comfortability is another wave of sorrow on the journey to healing
Grief triggers grief
When someone passes, everyone you’ve lost before dies again
It is so loud it can make you quiet
Grief doesn’t necessarily have a resolution.
It isn’t a finish line to cross or a task to complete.
But a constant state of mind
It never truly goes away.
It festers,
until you learn to live with it
if love were enough to save someone he'd be okay.
but I know now
that my love cannot fix him, cannot save him.
or convince him
to fix or save himself.
- Jessica Jocelyn
Carrying grief at a young age means every single milestone and happy moment is forever tainted a little grey.
Simply because you are not here to celebrate it with me.
The grief never leaves, but slowly it starts to feel less like it's strangling you and more like it's holding your hand.
I want to leave you something, something better than words, or sounds. Look for me in the people I’ve known or loved, and if you cannot give me away, at least let me live in your eyes and not your mind.
- Merrit Malloy
My Roman Empire was imagining a functional family where we talked about our feelings and where more open instead of brushing everything under the rug when things got difficult.
Moving on doesn't mean forgetting.
It means continuing life despite what's happened and not allowing yourself to be trapped in it.
I’m struggling coming to terms with the fact it’s been a year.
Time is a concept that moves too quickly
Once it started to become normal to speak about you in the past tense, I lost you for a second time.
Triggers are sometimes more obvious, like birthdays or anniversaries, but often times they are more subtle; a song, a book, a saying. The ones I don’t see coming are so much more painful.
“I feel like for a really long time I kind of emotionally coasted, I didn’t really feel anything”
-H.S
dealing with loss surrounded by friends who are strangers to grief, is like talking to an empty room.