No one likes talking about grief. No one has an easy time processing it. No one knows what to say.
I never had an easy time opening up about this stuff. I always held it in, preferring to “act tough,” pretend everything’s fine, push through as a form of self-protection.
But it hurt me, holding it in.
I didn’t talk about it, so I didn’t work through it. And I felt stuck, and alone.
As my mom’s cancer advanced, I realized I needed to do things differently this time around. I needed to open up, put myself out there, and share my story.
And I’m so glad I did.
The support I’ve received—from loved ones, from friends, from my martial arts community, from strangers in some cases—has been so heartwarming. And I couldn’t have gotten through this grieving process as well as I have without all of that support.
We need a strong, supportive community at times like these. We need to know that there are people who have our backs when we feel lost and alone. That there are those who are willing to listen, to sit with discomfort, to be with us when we are at our most vulnerable.
We need community not just when we’re strong and productive and thriving and fun to talk to. We need community ALL the time. For both our health and well-being, as well as the health and well-being of that same community.
No one likes talking about this stuff, but it is so vital that we do. Please reach out if you need to. I’m here to listen.
Feel free to share your thoughts on or experiences with grief below, if you feel comfortable doing so.