Jesus, how did I get into this black pit? I feel like I’ll never get out. Reading old posts, they seem like they were written by someone else. How can I ever get back to that place? I’m hurting so bad.
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daisybones
| 20-Nov-07 at 4:55 pm | Permalink
Write through it- here or on paper or in secret. Are you doing therapy? Good help is very…helpful. Also, accept the dark as very very natural and normal. After all you’ve been through your mind and soul need this down time to work through the grief.
Blessings,
h
sweetsalty kate
| 20-Nov-07 at 5:54 pm | Permalink
Tell us more. I’m with daisybones. Write here - we’ll receive it. Or start something else - another completely anonymous, white, blank space that no one knows about - just for the catharsis of publishing to the ether.
Whatever suits you. I’m here either way, hoping for a pinprick of light to at least help you see the edges of this hole… and a way out.
love.
johnny b
| 20-Nov-07 at 7:30 pm | Permalink
This will probably sound trite, but I have personally found the only way out is through it. Daisybones is absolutely right … if you need anything PLEASE reach out. There is not much I _wouldn’t_ do for you.
karrie
| 21-Nov-07 at 7:12 am | Permalink
Holidays are always going to be difficult. Go easy on yourself, ok?
bine
| 21-Nov-07 at 10:11 am | Permalink
tell us. we’re here, reading. you could post, or email. maybe it will help you to get some of that heartache in black on white, and we’re always here to give support, if we can. don’t hurt all alone.
Mardé
| 21-Nov-07 at 9:37 pm | Permalink
Jesus, Jason! You’re in a bad way. Hang in there. This too shall pass. You’re still alive!
Kate
| 24-Nov-07 at 7:51 pm | Permalink
They say - whoever They are, though They often seem to be annoyingly right - that the second year after a loss is harder than the first. Everyone expects the first year to be the worst, but the second year hurts and you get less obvious support and attention from others.
Hang in. It’s all a cycle. You’ll feel better again.
jessica
| 25-Nov-07 at 9:44 pm | Permalink
I’m with Kate. They didn’t send the grief folks around to my friends who lost their 1 year old daughter (expected) until 30 days after she passed. It just takes awhile to settle. Plus, life hands us yukky stuff sometimes, and that is enough to sideline us with the black dog! Sheesh! Run it out. Are you running? Get your @$$ out there and run your baby to school. And pick her up after. 30 min of running= 1 session of therapy. Walk to get back up to a run. DO IT FOR ME- because I just had surgery, and I can’t run. xoxo