tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750499633451363990.post381286573485404256..comments2022-11-11T03:11:40.868-08:00Comments on Good Egg Hatched: Ask Me How I'm GrievingGood Egg Hatchedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06329661201337433257noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750499633451363990.post-68755145390824918522014-04-10T06:02:17.091-07:002014-04-10T06:02:17.091-07:00I am really not managing at all to keep up with bl...I am really not managing at all to keep up with blogs right now (crunch time for the dissertation). But I think about you all the time. My loss was different because so few people knew, but the alternating between grief and rage was exactly the same.<br /><br />I still don't really talk about it with anyone. I've been avoiding socializing with people who don't know, because I don't want to have to pretend to be normal. But I also don't want to hang out with people who do know because I don't want to have to process it with others who don't understand how I feel. Not even Q. really gets it.<br /><br />I think about you often. I found my blog to be the best possible outlet when I was first raging. Maybe yours would be an outlet too?<br /><br />xoxo<br />T.Turiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11694077473805539161noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750499633451363990.post-15294629461702912932014-04-07T16:13:51.278-07:002014-04-07T16:13:51.278-07:00I will always listen too.
This is so hard, so co...I will always listen too. <br /><br />This is so hard, so complicated. <br /><br />My last loss was a year ago. One of the things I feel the most sad about when I think of it is how I didn't feel that I could fully share my grief with anyone except my hubby. I think this was because of my own personal issues, but also because I felt like everyone had their own shit to deal with. I wish now that I was able to share more with my closest friends and family. I wished they asked me in a way that I felt safe enough to share. <br /><br />Don't be afraid to lean on us, we are not afraid. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09557861103469077524noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750499633451363990.post-90610515882929974912014-04-06T13:49:22.953-07:002014-04-06T13:49:22.953-07:00I can so relate to the "what is there to say&...I can so relate to the "what is there to say" part. For a while, I just answered "surviving", or, later, "normal". I just didn't have the energy to describe any of the details, and I'm impressed you do.<br />And I'm glad you are finding pockets of joy. Hang in there. I hope that, over time, there may be more joy and less deep grief and blind rage. Although both are very understandable and necessary. (For some reason I missed the blind rage stage, and I still wonder if that's healthy...)<br />Sending much love.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750499633451363990.post-38690662587299979572014-04-06T08:52:14.594-07:002014-04-06T08:52:14.594-07:00One more thing I forgot to mention is I would get ...One more thing I forgot to mention is I would get so MAD with the stupid "How are you doing?" it put me in such an awkward spot, as you mention to say "okay/fine,etc" or to be honest. I wrote a similar post to this and ended it the same way-this is how Im doing. Hang in there. All my love.Hollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16521069845002030377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750499633451363990.post-8199249854318223502014-04-05T19:59:35.370-07:002014-04-05T19:59:35.370-07:00How you're feeling, and grieving, is completel...How you're feeling, and grieving, is completely normal. If there is a support group near you, I highly suggest going. It is a huge relief to be surrounded by others who understand what you're going through, who you can talk openly with and be supported by. Almost 5 years our from our first loss, I still wonder who I'm going to become as a result of my kids dying. It will get harder, it will get easier, grief is not linear, you will have moments of joy and moments of reliving the tragedy. I will always listen.Briannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04066881815556809319noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750499633451363990.post-17217348250495798822014-04-05T17:05:11.832-07:002014-04-05T17:05:11.832-07:00I 100% can relate to this. Losing my twins random...I 100% can relate to this. Losing my twins randomly made me so angry for so many different reasons. One of those reasons that I all the sudden became the "awkard" person in the room because people feel obligated to say something profound-or avoid me altogether. I too had the cutest grey lace dress I had picked out for my shower. It KILLED me that although my closest friends/and family cared, I was alone in the pain because it didn't happen to them, in them, they felt sorrow for me but could laugh, live life normal, without it always on your mind/heart. I know your pain and your words send shutters through my body because I have just experienced something so similar. It's been 5 months and I can say that time helps although never fully erases. The snot bawling your eyes outs goes from moment to moment, to once a day, to every other day. Then the deep sadness sets in. The realization of life's unjustice. The hate of baby bumps and infants, and "normal" fertile people. But 5 months out, I can honestly say if I was rock bottom, I am at least able to sit up. All my love to you.Hollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16521069845002030377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750499633451363990.post-5617123154136091452014-04-05T14:09:19.092-07:002014-04-05T14:09:19.092-07:00I remember feeling very certain I'd be fine wi...I remember feeling very certain I'd be fine with doing some grocery shopping apparently too soon after one of my losses. I made it to the cheese isle and lost my shit for no particular reason. Just sobbing. In the middle of the store. I probably should have gone home, but we needed food, we live far from the grocery store and gas is expensive yo. So I ordered deli meat with tears streaming down my face. Checked out snorting back the snot and tears. I cry just remembering it. <br /><br />We just recently had an 11 week loss. I want to punch Easter in the face. I was supposed to be adorable and smug, knowing if it was a boy or girl. Ugh. Instead I'll be having conversations about whether or not I should get my tubes tied. <br /><br />I am so so sorry this is happening to you. I'm sending light and love your way at all times. <br /><br />Ameliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07115154893444857726noreply@blogger.com