Trashed heart— #griefheart number 230

trashed heart
Trashed heart

Sometimes it feels like my heart is in a dumpster.

Crumpled, disposed, smashed, beaten up, ugly, dirty and stepped on. In short, trashed pretty much sums it up some days since I lost Charles to suicide. Fortunately, not all days are this bad.

What is the #griefheart project?

I explain my #griefheart project here.

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