What I wish I could tell the non-loss community:
My grief overwhelms me. Some days I sit and cry all day. Some days I’m so angry my skin turns red. Some days I feel numb. Some days I pour my grief into writing. Some days, I’m okay.
I grieve everything I lost and everything that could have been. I grieve that we sold our beautiful house because I couldn’t bear walking by an empty nursery or sleeping in the room where she died.