Grief has a reputation problem. We’re told it follows stages, moves forward and eventually resolves. In reality, it’s messier, more personal and far less tidy than we expect.

Wondering why you always leave conversations knowing how others feel… but never quite sure they know how you do.

Arriving in therapy and realising… you actually feel good.

When you realise you’re not triple-checking every word before you speak.

Noticing you’re not pretending anymore.

Once a day is officially called difficult, it becomes easier to stop asking why it feels that way.