grief
Grief is a natural and healthy response to death and loss of all kinds. Learn how to cope with the emotional pain, move forward and reclaim your happiness.
I'm A Griever, & That's Never Going to Change
Grief doesn't have a timeline. There is also no way to neatly define, experience, or describe the effects loss has on the griever. Every loss is different, and the way we experience and process those losses are equally unique. There is no right or wrong way to grieve. There is no such thing as "getting better." Because the problem you have cannot be fixed. There is no solution. A person you love deeply is no longer physically here, and your brain has to learn to see it, feel it, and accept it as your new reality.
By Alissa Abbey6 years ago in Longevity
dealing with grief
My mental health has been poor for a while, many small things piled on top of each other. I planned this year out so could raise my spirits along with my fiancés. Planned our wedding, honeymoon, 3 concerts and a further trip away. At present the final trip away is all that's left and I am sure it wont go ahead. Add to this I knew one of my best friends was dying. He had all the treatment, the support of his brilliant wife and friends.
By ASHLEY SMITH6 years ago in Longevity
Last Goodbye
She laid in the bed surrounded by white walls; the only sound was the beeping tell people that she was still alive for now. While she laid there alone, she only thought about him hoping that he would walk through the door even though she knew in her mind that it would never happen. He was gone, he was now happy with another while she laid in that bed waiting to take her last breath. She wanted it that way though, he did not know what was happening right now, he was completely oblivious that the only girl that had ever truly loved him was laying there, alone. She thought back to the day that she had found out, the day that had changed her forever. She sat in the doctors office not really thinking about the worst, she had problems already with her iron, but she never thought that the cause of her low iron would be something so bad. When the doctor came in, she saw the look on her doctors face and knew right away that something was wrong. The doctor shut the door and sat down across from her, she looked her right in the face and told her that she had liver failure. The donor list was long and there was no guarantee that she would get a new liver in time. She looked at her doctor stunned, not knowing what to say or do. The doctor recommended that they keep giving her iron transfusions and she just nodded her head in agreement. She then thanked the doctor and walked out, the walk home was a long one and her mind could do nothing but race. She thought about her boyfriend, they had only been together for a little over a year and she loved him so much. They had their hard times, but they got over it and everything was better. She wondered how her boyfriend would take it or her family and friends. I would like to say that she told him and that everything turned out alright, but it didn’t. She never told him or anyone. As time went on her health went down and no one noticed through the fake smiles that she gave. The time that they had been together she always believed that she was never good enough for him and that he deserved better when she was his equal. One day while he was at work she went out for a walk; she soon lost all her strength and fell to the ground. When she woke up in the white room and herd the sound of the machines, she knew that this was it for her. She felt weak and could barley keep her eyes open, little did she know though that the hospital called her boyfriend to tell him the news and he was on his way to her going as fast as he could. By the time he got there it was too late, she was gone. He looked upon her still body laying there in the bed, he slowly walked toward her. He put his hand on hers and felt the coldness of her hand giving the sign that she was gone. His eyes filled with tears. In her hand was a note, he took the note and opened it. Written on the note in her handwriting was the words, “I love you. This is my last goodbye.” His face was completely wet with tears as he leaned over to give her one last kiss while saying, “This is not goodbye, it is only see you soon.”
By Michelle Roberts-Stark6 years ago in Longevity
Grief
Yes. We’re all human. Which means we have relationships. Healthy ones, toxic ones, with family, with friends and naturally with certain people who are maybe a little bit more than just a friend...? But I think we can agree that those relationships all bring something unique and different into our lives. Whether that’s happiness, stability, fun, support. The list goes on and on and on. But sometimes when you lose these people you love, it’s the most painful thing in the world. Now, reading this won’t fix your problems. It won’t heal the wounds in your heart- trust me, you wouldn’t belive the amount of blogs, books & articles I’ve read on how to process my emotions properly, how to get over break-ups, how to deal with bereavement - truth is, none of them made me magically feel better. None of them pulled me out of my grief and pain. But I hope that you can read this today and if you take away only one thing, let it be this: It’s not a crime to be sad. You don’t have to pretend that you’re okay, you don’t always have to be strong & you definitely don’t have to fear losing toxic relationships...okay that was three but give me a break, my maths is shocking. If I’m being 100% honest I’ve lost count of the amount of times I’ve cried on the bus, at work, at college, on my own, in my friends arms, on the shoulder of someone untrustworthy. I really have lost count. But I don’t think that makes me weak. Jesus if anything that makes me strong. My bad days make my good days amazing ones, my depression makes my happiness the most precious thing in the world & most importantly everyone’s tears can be wiped away, scars heal & painful moments just become painful memories. And that really is the truest thing I’ve ever written.
By Lenni Mae Bashford 6 years ago in Longevity
Ever After
People say your loved ones live in your heart. You hear that a lot after someone dies. This kind of response doesn't necessarily have a religious meaning to it. Personally, I never found scripture helpful in dealing with death. But I absolutely believe that our loved ones do live inside of us after their physical form is gone.
By Laura Gentle7 years ago in Longevity
Survivor's Guilt
Before I begin with my next open and honest account of my own cancer journey, I must warn this is an open and honest recollection of my feelings of survivor’s guilt—a feeling I went on to learn was surprisingly common among several of us throughout the brain cancer community.
By Titanium Jen7 years ago in Longevity
Everything Changes
Everything has changed. As they say, "nothing stays the same." The air drifts, but there's no time or flavor left in it. Heartache is a flavor, that sits on the back of the tongue, and constricts the top of the throat. Memory? Well, memory is the only place where I can hold you now, and memory has a presence that leaves my chest robbed and empty. Day after day, after day; where I go, there you go too. Everything has changed because in every fucking thing, I see you...
By Outis Sofós8 years ago in Longevity
