Grief


I’ve had my share of . more than my share. Comes with my line of work but also never easy.

Some of the most amazing people I sat with. Some of the meanest. Some of the sweetest. When I saw them slip away I had already slowly grieved as the months had gone by.

But the greatest losses we’re those that took me by surprise. My children, friends gone (felt like to early), and the grief of losing those still living.

Grief of friendships I’ve Fucked up. Friendships they Fucked up. Children who hate, with all their being, who I am. And family that hate me as well.

Those grievings of the living are the hardest. Some i don’t know why. Some explained short and not fully. Others i know exactly where i stand and why.

But the grief is the same. It’s sucky. Stings to the core.

And I’m not the same because of it.

Realizing you are the common denominator is the hardest. It validates them all.

Dragonfly out

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