I think this goes for any type of grief.

I never knew how true this is until Sadie died. My ocean is so unpredictable. I don't know when I will feel sad or even what triggers it half the time.

I still can't really do this. I know it, but I can't do it. And...any time I feel ready to almost reach out for help or admit I need it, I suddenly feel very strong and fine. It's true.

This one made me cry.
I have very few words when I try to describe my feelings. It feels awkward and exhausting to even try. So, the end.

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