When Charles died, my heart was crushed like eggshells. Emotional healing takes a lot of time and this journey really isn’t anything like I expected at the beginning.
I had no idea what grief was all about. It’s just not something people talk about. But I’ve made up for that! I consistently expose the world to my grueling, naked grief. I appreciate your taking this journey with me, holding me up when I need it, sharing your own painful journeys and being a part of this village.
2 thoughts on “Eggshell heart — #griefheart number 189”
No, Anne Moss, it is we, your followers, who owe you a debt of gratitude for all you have done & continue to do in your crusade of suicide awareness!
You’ve been great about sharing your journey Tjwanna. I thank you for that. Very helpful for me.