My Pain Is Mine And Mine Alone. I Dont Need You To Hold My Hand And Tell Me It Will Be Alright. Its Not

My pain is mine and mine alone. I don’t need you to hold my hand and tell me it will be alright. It’s not alright and it’s not going to ever be ok again. It’s loss and the end of a future and life for not just the deceased.

I wasn’t allowed to be public with my grief. I had to become a shadow and hide how I truly felt.

“How long will this feeling last?” I asked.

“A lifetime…” grief responded.

To be alive and to be dead is a place where many will never understand.

I am exhausted from feeling the way that I do. I don’t want to feel exhausted from grief. I wish I could just be alive again. But, grief doesn’t work that way. Even if you want it badly enough. You don’t get to just be over it.