After the passing of my Mom, things kept getting worse. Not just her death, which the grief paralyzed me for almost 2 years straight, but other things in my life
added on to to my depression. Things so so much worse when you are already grieving badly.
So when I read this today, it really resonated with me:
“For me suffering is staying alive.”
I don't have much purpose anymore in my life. My Mom was my last real purpose to live for. And she passed in August 2011.
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