Just Be.

it almost doesn’t even feel real. how can someone exist one day, and then be gone the next? how are you supposed to be prepared for the phone call saying “they’re gone”, even when you already knew time was numbered anyway?

the strangest part is that even when death has impacted you, the world just keeps spinning as if it hasn’t.

(tbh i'm just gonna copy and paste from here but this is truly one of the best ways to look at grief and understand how it works)

Grief is a pain button in a box with a ball.

In the early stages, the ball is very big. You cannot move the ball without it frequently hitting the pain button. It rattles around on its own in there and hits the button over and over again, sometimes so much that it feels like you can’t stop it – you can’t control it – it just keeps hurting.

But as time goes on, the ball gets smaller. It doesn’t disappear completely and when it hits the pain button, it’s just as intense, but generally, it is easier to get through each day.