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A Life crack'd - the Vulnerabilities of Grief
One of the changes that hit really hard, was how quickly I lost belief in myself and others.
My world, as I had known it, was shattered like a mirror and I with it.
My strengths, my beliefs, my dreams.
I felt raw, fragile, cracked open and turned inside out.
All of my insecurities were laid bare for everyone to see and feast on.
Oversleeping in the morning or accidentally breaking a dinner plate led to floods of tears.
Attending events like weddings or parties turned into many last minute no shows - I simply could not face people, small talk or pretending everything was fine.
My world, as I had known it, was shattered like a mirror and I with it.
My strengths, my beliefs, my dreams.
I felt raw, fragile, cracked open and turned inside out.
All of my insecurities were laid bare for everyone to see and feast on.
Oversleeping in the morning or accidentally breaking a dinner plate led to floods of tears.
Attending events like weddings or parties turned into many last minute no shows - I simply could not face people, small talk or pretending everything was fine.
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