I Asked Grievers To Describe Grief
Here's What They Said...
"Pain with no hope of a cure."
"Like a piece of your soul was cut out and it left a huge hole that can’t be filled."
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Like you’re being swallowed. Day in and day out, life continues but without them. Photo albums grow, never being able to add more of their story. It’s heavy."
"Like someone reached through your chest and tore out your heart with their bare hands."
"A sinkhole that I’m constantly teetering on the edge of, trying not to fall in and let it consume me."
"It feels like you're trying to run from a demon and you're moving in slow motion. Like you are reliving a nightmare every single day."
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A sinkhole that I’m constantly teetering on the edge of, trying not to fall in and let it consume me."
"It feels like drinking your morning coffee with a lump in your throat every day.
It’s a state of constantly feeling like you should be waking up from this nightmare any moment now. It’s the most deafening quiet you’ll ever hear in your entire life."
"I described it once as if you were a piece in the game of Candyland that never ends…the road is twisty and curvy and when you feel like you are moving forward, all of a sudden out of nowhere you find yourself back at the beginning and have to start climbing again."
