Originally written for writing your grief course done by refuge in grief in October 2022
Day 25
We were asked to read this poem quickly and respond with our gut reactions
Happiness grows back
Like saplings after a forest fire
Barren grief
No longer your primary
residence
That old hollowness
Carved out
Washed
With holy tears
An old topography of loss
You will follow
Back to life
This poem annoys the fuck out of me as a person living with complicated grief having survived a suicide loss. Suicide loss changes a person forever. It is one of the most stressful life events a person can experience. Many suicide loss survivors live with ptsd as do I. You learn to live the best you can with your loss and grief but you are never the same. This poem is an absolutely crock of shit. It is everything that is wrong with our society Fucked up culture around grief
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