Grief is so weird. You think you’re fine, and then suddenly you finish an old show you used to watch together and can’t stop crying. Or you finally watch that show they couldn’t stop talking about, but now it’s too late to talk with them about it. And no one wants to talk about it with you. Your grief, that is. And people you know don’t really get it. Because all grief is unique to the person and the relationship. And there are so many secrets.
Life is strange.















