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Oops, therapy.

It’s been over 3 years since my last post about grief, which I suspect is a good thing. In that time, I’ve learnt a huge amount, been to hospital for two grief-related incidents and finally accepted that I needed some help. It’s been a bit of a ride....

Sorry. I was a bit angry.

(Note: this post was written almost 5 years ago and has now been superceded by Oops, therapy which explains how, despite my protestations, my anger issues continued for some time and eventually led me, finally, to counselling. As with my other earlier posts, I...

Let the fire burn

Of all the emotions associated with grief, anger is the one I have struggled with most. And it’s at its worst when others try to tell me to calm down. I know that they mean well but, as I have discovered throughout this journey, what follows is better out than in....

I Beg Your F***ing Pardon?

 (Please note that I wrote this post whilst still in deep grief following the death of our son. It is rude and full of expletives. I originally deleted it but was asked to put it back up. I’m told that it has helped both the bereaved as well their friends and...