There are many variations of loss. Of life, love, a health diagnosis, home, job, and whatever it is, is the most important thing to you at the time. No one could possibly understand, even if they can relate – it’s not the same. Sometimes we don’t want empathy as much as we want someone to listen. We want someone to put up with our bad days — the days when we feel deeply alone in our grief.
In time of grief that is so incredibly overwhelming, where do you go for peace?