#learning how to deal with grief

[jojo-the-bird]

"The reality is that you will grieve forever. You will not 'get over' the loss of a loved one; you will learn to live with it. You will heal, and you will rebuild yourself around the loss you have suffered. You will be whole again, but you will never be the same. Nor should you be the same, nor would you want to."

- Elisabeth Kübler-Ross

[usefulquotes7]

"The reality is that you will grieve forever. You will not 'get over' the loss of a loved one; you will learn to live with it. You will heal, and you will rebuild yourself around the loss you have suffered. You will be whole again, but you will never be the same. Nor should you be the same, nor would you want to." - Elisabeth Kübler-Ross

[pendraegon]

my baba bozorg passed away earlier today ):

[shkika]

drawing sad rain world slugkitties for valentines

[aroaessidhe]

2024 reads / storygraph

The Loudest Silence

YA contemporary

a newly Deaf-Hard of hearing girl moves across the country and starts a new school, struggling with navigating her disability and love for singing and lost friendships - determined to not make any new friends for the year she’s in Florida

and a boy struggling with family expectations and anxiety, after being made the fútbal captain even though he secretly ways to be on broadway, who quickly befriends her

bi & aroace-coded MCs

[youareunbearable]

Actually here take this fun little idea.

Growing up, Elrond and Elros used to watch Maedhros grieve. They used to whisper to each other, for they were told that Elves who suffer and Feel too much may fade from their grief. Yet Maedhros has so much, he wraps himself up in his loss and his despair and guilt looms over him and makes his shadow even longer than his height. The twins whisper and murmur, coming up with wilder and wilder reasons for how an Elf so full of grief can go on.

Its Ages later when Elrond has the answer. Sometimes, when it seems you have lost everything, everyone, the only thing left to do is to continue on for them.

[pollyna]

They, he and Ice and sometimes Slider too, used to spend hours watching Bradley play around their little garden. He was five, then ten, fifteen and crying over some girl and then some body and then he was eighteen. Then they stopped spending all that time outside because Bradley wasn't around anymore and Maverick was back on a jet far far away to not deal with all the bullshit but still find the way to make peace with what he did.

It's not a garden but a beach, Bradley passed his twentieth birthday by a decade and only Slider is there with him. Some days they laugh about the Daggers and somedays they leave before Penny can send their drink out because, sometimes, Bradley says or moves his head in a certain way and both of them can see Goose and Ice in him so much it's like having them there. Mav knows, and Slider does too, that Bradley is more than just them and sometimes it does good to remember about it and sometimes it only helps as a reminder of what, who, they lost.

[nnezzy]

And finally, this year came to an end. As the fireworks shine in the sky, I'm sitting on my bed. No parties, no drinking. No friends around. Just me, Jerry, my whale plushie and my plants. This year was the first brick of a life I'm not allowed to discover just yet. I've been more alone in this year than in my 21 years of life. And I lived for so little. I remember how many times I thought about ending it all, and being this close to death that her breath felt like a delicate veil. I've been betrayed and abandoned in ways my heart didn't know it was possible to even experience. I've faced traumas I didn't know existed. O made some new friends along the way and lost others. I talked to myself an uncountable amount of times. Monologs and poetry have saved me this year. And I want to thank the hopecore, who taught me so much in so little time. I found out so much about myself.

I learned a lot.

I've changed a lot. And a lot changed.

Im learning to leave the past behind. I'm learning to be myself a bit more. I'm learning how to receive love, affection, care and kindness from others. I'm learning to be kind, tender, and delicate. I'm learning to set boundaries. I'm learning to let people go if they don't wish to stay any longer next to me. I'm learning to be alone. I'm learning to live.

I ask for one wish only to the Universe: May this year be kinder to my soul and heart. May this year be kinder, to me.

Happy New Year kid.

[ratwars]

I mean it really isn't even the point of anything with my story here tbh at its core because he is searching for the answer to their nature in terms of their immortality (and how and why Dazai was able to die) not specifically abilities in general and what is going to happen between him and Chuuya is more important though it is related. Why do I always have to do so much world building. Why do I do this to myself.

[epitomees]

BEAUTIFUL! GORGEOUS!! AMAZING!! FLAWLESS!! STUNNING!!

[jimmyspades]

Rewatching Boston Legal is so crazy bc on the surface it doesn't seem like Alan changes *that* much from who he was at the start—he's still naughty and irreverent and dirty and brilliant—but when you really think about it. How lost and reckless and self-destructive he was in The Practice, still deep in grief and his own self-loathing, so very alone... then to see him by the very end of Boston Legal, finding so much direction and purpose in committing to his best friend and following his dream help people who need it and above all else being happy

[milo-is-rambling]

Me looking at my own mood boards like “oh yeah this guy gets it”

[pseudoirony]

im turning into a completely different woman as we speak btw 🤨

[lilyliveredlittlerichboy]

me playing landslide: this is about grief

me playing wish you were here: it's about grief

me playing angels: this one's also about grief

me writing my own songs: yeah at the core really all of these are about grief

me playing the guitar in the first place: yup, grief again

me, just going through life: yeah this is really just about grief isn't it. we live and we breathe and we experience and we must die and all things must come to an end. really all of life is just about grief and grief is really about love and how finite it all is. it's all grief. all of it

...... lads i may have gotten myself a grief shaped hammer or something 😶

[deadrlngers]

violante will be as edgy as to say that "by age seventeen, i cried all the tears i had" just bc she doesn't want to let it be known that she cried for 7 days straight after killing ruven

[ghostputty]

i always wish i could’ve followed through w alexia and adonis’s stories because they r so heartfelt and meaningful to me and maybe one day i will actually be able to tell them but for now they’ll sit and simmer in my brain