Grief is not linear — it has no best-by date.
Grief is deceptive — yet brutally honest.
Grief brings the past, the present, and the future into blinding focus.
Grief can be loud — and deafeningly quiet.
Grief, in its purest form, is the crushing weight of absence.
Grief is delusional — it wants to fix what is unfixable.
Grief is covert — it hides in the corners of your heart and mind, then pounces when least expected.
Grief is surgical — it cuts you open, examines, re-examines, micro-analyzes, sews you shut, then opens you again.
Grief is especially painful when laden with guilt and regret.
Grief is unrelenting.
Grief is the name for what you’re feeling — because you dared to love.
Grief presents you with two choices: cowardice or courage — to never love again, or to love as intensely and passionately as possible.
Both are reasonable. Grief understands.
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