How many times has this phrase nagged your conscious? My guess is you’ve struggled with this at one time or another.
In grief, the sad sap “nobody cares” mantra played on repeat in my head and I had to fight it with self talk. The world dared to move on without my son in it. It kept rotating, people kept drinking coffee, driving to work, and going about their day even though my heart and my motherhood was pummeled by the news Charles had taken his life.
Nudging myself out of “nobody cares” mode was like pushing a car through … Read more...