I hate nothing more than the words “life goes on”. It does, does it? And what sort of life would that be? Do you have any idea? Or are you just saying the words to feel like you’re doing your part and being supportive? Because the life I have now is painful, lonely and confusing. And it’s filled with loss. Loss of so many things. And it’s a life filled with missing my mum, with every heart beat, with every breath. So is that the life that goes on? Do you really know what you’re saying to me? No, didn’t think so. I wish people would stop saying things like that. It’s like they’re trying to quickly stick a tiny band aid on a huge, bleeding wound, and hoping we can move on and talk about something else.
Posted by Jehan at 2022-08-03 12:45:15 UTC