Carrying someone who is no longer here.

What people shared about grief

I’m just someone who grew up collecting little memories—school days, silly friendships, hobbies, songs, late-night thoughts, and moments that seemed ordinary then but became precious later. I’ve always found comfort in drawing, music, little creative things, chess,beautiful places, and turning random feelings into words. I get attached to people and memories more than I usually show.Growing up changed me in ways I never expected. There were days when I felt like I was falling behind, days when studies felt too much, and nights when I cried over things I couldn’t explain properly. I learned to

I have a fear. I may not heal.

Its been three plus years and I still haven't healed. I still have the grief inside me . I still go back to see our conversations.

Hoping that one day, someday, our wounds would heal. Someday, i dont have to cry because of my regrets, my burdens and being blamed all the time.

I'm in state of wanting to die, yet not wanting to die.

As much as she said she understood my reasons, I know my leaving hurt my grandmother, and that kills me.

I lost my friend

The anniversary of my mom’s passing is coming up. I can already feel the darkness building…feels like it’s gonna be a bad one…

I did something horrible as a teenager because I wanted to be seen. I want to forgive myself but don’t feel worthy.

My husband died and I asked for a sign. I heard a song that said, "It's hard to say what it is I see in you, wonder if I'll always be with you." and I took it as a message that from the other side, he's done, but I will love him forever, regardless.

I experienced incestual childhood sexual abuse. I cut contact with him. I hate him but I still miss and need my dad sometimes.