we were so little when we met. i had no idea at the time that you would have such an impact on my life, or that you would become such an important person to me later in life. i wish i had known time was limited. i wish i had known then that every breath… Continue reading for liam
Sometimes I feel genuinely angry that I have experienced such profound loss at such a young age. It isn't fair, I tell myself. There is no God, I decide. I don't believe that I am stuck in the anger stage of grief. I think anger is just where I have landed permanently. I often think… Continue reading grief is hard.
so i finally moved out. on tuesday june 12th i moved out of my beautiful home that we built together. it broke my heart all over again. i'm temporarily staying with family until i can find a new place to live and until then i'll be hopping around between my immediate family members homes. after… Continue reading another day, another stay
so i study grief. literally my masters degree is counseling with a focus on bereavement (grief) i am excellent in a crisis. i am incredible at comforting others that are grieving. except when it's myself. in case you don't know, the five stages of grief, as defined by Elizabeth Kubler-Ross, are denial anger bargaining depression… Continue reading waves
this is gonna be a tough one. it's been a little while since i've written. i have been so busy with work and really just life in general. however, these last few days have been filled with nothing but dread. knowing it was almost here. the one day i hate most out of the whole… Continue reading six years
I have been working crazy hours. I fell asleep in my living room last night around 6pm when I got home. Which is great I guess, because I was really tired. The only problem is that I woke up at 2:30am wide awake and fully rested and I don't even have to start getting ready… Continue reading when i’m alone with my thoughts.
five years and nine months ago, a piece of me died. i never saw it coming. it hit me like a train. a train that almost killed me. my "person", the "christina" to my "meredith", if you will (grays anatomy reference), died. just like that he was gone. my 27 year old best friend who… Continue reading and today, i got angry again.