Like the song says, a day, 24 little hours, can make all the difference. Even one second to the next. It is something we all know, but that we rarely acknowledge until we are forced to. I feel this makes us take things for granted, until they are taken away from us. Sliding Doors There…
Tag: grief brain
Why Does My Grief Brain Hate Me?
They all seem to be like this now, my nights. It is 3 a.m. and I am lying awake, staring at the ceiling again. I am self-talking, doing breathing and relaxing exercises and honestly, praying that I can get some rest for once. But my ‘grief brain’ hates me and instead says to me: “Oh…