I have never known grief the way I have got to know it in the months since my brother passed suddenly.
I had grandparents and other relatives pass but nothing has felt like this.
Not a day passes by that I am not impacted in some way.
I’ve had months to process, yet some days it feels as if it were yesterday.
It’s easy for me to talk about this because vulnerability is one of my super powers and crucial to my healing journey.
However from my experience it is not easy for others to hear about.
When I speak up, mostly, I am met with an uncomfortable silence that leaves me contemplating whether or not I should just shut up and get over it.
But if you know me, that’s not going to happen.
I’m all in and speak what’s on my heart.
It saddens me to witness those that can not, because we’re in this together and the only way to it (healing) is through it.
We must have the courage to break through the discomfort (resistance) and speak what’s on our hearts (authenticity), with unbiased compassion, whatever it is.
It’s hard I know, but it’s the only way.
You don’t have to go it alone, contrary to what you may have been conditioned to think, there is power in vulnerability and in sharing our stories to those that have earned it.
It takes a warrior I know this to be true.
But it’s in you, it’s in all of us.
Don’t bypass your pain or others, it’s unbecoming of who you (we) are.