Avoidance and grief

I walked into a grocery store. I was trying to do real life things but it was like wading through sludge. Thankfully, we still had meals coming to the house and what I needed was just the basics. I was so grateful for that.

As soon as I went inside, I saw someone I knew duck quickly into another aisle.

My God I was being avoided.

For the most part, my friends and neighbors had greeted me, hugged me. I had been very public about my son’s addiction and suicide. But this stung. I had experienced the most devastating loss … Read more...