It is emotionally draining to write some of these posts. I do revisit the emotions of losing my son to suicide all over again which hurts like the devil.
The truth is the stories run round and round in my head like a hamster wheel. When I am stubborn and refuse to write about it, my thoughts stalk me until I let it out.
Stuffing the grief makes it worse–makes me feel like I’m stuck in quicksand.
I have from 10-20 unfinished entries in the back end of this website at any given time. Brain dumps some of them. Many … Read more...