The article reflects on the author's grief following the death of her ex-husband, despite having moved on with her life. It delves into her upbringing in Ireland, where emotional expression was discouraged, leading to inner turmoil when grief arose. The author grapples with feelings of confusion, guilt, and shame about showing vulnerability. The piece emphasizes the necessity of acknowledging one's emotions, encouraging the importance of reaching out for support rather than suppressing feelings.
Grief is not a sign of weakness, nor a lack of faith. It is the price of love.
I learned to swallow my feelings. Anger, sadness, fear-those were things you kept private.
Crying didn't just feel wrong-it felt like a betrayal.
This time, something inside me told me to stay.
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