........they are full of shit.
Time doesn't heal anything. It softens the hard edges, clouds memories, but true healing rarely comes with time alone.
Losing a loved one is common. Each of us walk that path in a different way. When you face an unexpected loss at the hand of someone else, especially a young person, it is so much more than just grief. Blinding rage. Hatred. Despair. Bottomless holes of darkness, year after year.
But sometimes, you are given a gentle reminder. Carried on the wind, a whisper in the darkest hour of night. While the world is quiet, the storms rage on inside my head. Loud and unrelenting.
Shine a light friends, wherever you go. Because some of us are drowning behind our smile.
