I lost one of my best friends last week.
I have been at the mercy of my emotions ever since.
I work in a school in Vietnam, trying not to cry when I see/hear/smell something that reminds me of him.
He was from Manchester. I won't be able to say my goodbyes until I get back in the summer.
I came on here because I know there are so many words of wisdom in this thread. They haven't made my pain diminish but it has made me feel ok about grieving. I don't do death well. I think it's due to the fact that my grandparents all died before I was born and only had a couple of aunties/uncles so never really had to deal with it as an adult. My partner has been immense. She has let me be human, dried my many tears, fed me and hugged me.
All things pass - My mum told me this on Sunday when I rang my parents to tell them. I'm not going to do anything stupid/harmful. I do know that this pain will dull from the sharp, stabbing twists and shocks I am experiencing. I know it will take time. But, again, thank you girls and boys of RAWK. Yer alright in my book.
YNWA...