If I've learned something (both from my experience with my own suffering losing people in my life - either to death or to indifference- and the clients I work with) is that mornings are toughest for some of us. Some are lucky enough to maybe meet the people they've lost in the realm of dreams...Spend a little time with them there, catch up on things and for a moment, forget that is not the reality they actually live in. But morning comes, with hope in her eyes and hope it is for those who haven't lost anyone...But for the rest of us...those raya of sun can be little knives pointed at our throats: yet another day we have to face without X or Y; yet another day when we have to pretend that everything is fine so people would stop asking us how we're doing or telling us how sorry they are we're doing unwell; yet another morning when we don't know what to do with ourselves and this life that stretches in front of us, but whose beauty we cannot recognize as light, beauty and opportunity...We dread those morning sun rays...So, If this morning...life seems hard for you...If those bags under your eyes pack sadness, anxiety, depression and worry...If you seem out of place and get out of your house and people seem to be staring at you and you start crying even more because: why can everyone else seem so put together while you're falling apart? I want you to know I have been there! And I want you to know it comes and goes. I want you to know there are better days ahead...and I hope you believe me! For anyone who needs one...a huge virtual hug is coming your way and you are all in my thoughts today! 🌹
letting go is beautiful.
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this week is going to be a hard one. i’m going to visit my father’s grave. which i’ve only done once before. and i’m feeling sore about that. expect things to be melancholy around here. 🖤 #jessicakatoff