#grief — Public Fediverse posts

https://nkvssp.thecomicseries.com/comics/415/

#Tbt post, grief is odd like that

#throwbackThursday #tbtThursday #ThursdayThriving #grief #webcomics #webcomicchat #comicbookhour #comics #ralph #puppy #kitteh #loss #healing #griefIsWeird #thursdaythought #vibecheck

https://nkvssp.thecomicseries.com/comics/415/

#Tbt post, grief is odd like that

#throwbackThursday #tbtThursday #ThursdayThriving #grief #webcomics #webcomicchat #comicbookhour #comics #ralph #puppy #kitteh #loss #healing #griefIsWeird #thursdaythought #vibecheck

A Truth Buried in My Phone

https://lauraleacupp.wordpress.com/2026/05/28/a-truth-buried-in-my-phone/

This piece examines how neurodivergent grief can feel like a collapse of emotional spacetime, where love is realised too late and the present becomes frozen. It explores survival, meaning, and the slow rebuilding of inner reality.

https://kalvin.obulou.org/the-black-hole-of-neurodivergent-grief-time-love-and-the-collapse-of-inner-reality

#mentalhealth #grief #neurodivergent #psychology #healing #emotion #trauma #reflection #life #identity #innerworld #experience #wellbeing #awareness #mind #journey #survival #story #humanity #introspection #growth #resilience #struggle

This piece examines how neurodivergent grief can feel like a collapse of emotional spacetime, where love is realised too late and the present becomes frozen. It explores survival, meaning, and the slow rebuilding of inner reality.

https://kalvin.obulou.org/the-black-hole-of-neurodivergent-grief-time-love-and-the-collapse-of-inner-reality

#mentalhealth #grief #neurodivergent #psychology #healing #emotion #trauma #reflection #life #identity #innerworld #experience #wellbeing #awareness #mind #journey #survival #story #humanity #introspection #growth #resilience #struggle

This piece examines how neurodivergent grief can feel like a collapse of emotional spacetime, where love is realised too late and the present becomes frozen. It explores survival, meaning, and the slow rebuilding of inner reality.

https://kalvin.obulou.org/the-black-hole-of-neurodivergent-grief-time-love-and-the-collapse-of-inner-reality

#mentalhealth #grief #neurodivergent #psychology #healing #emotion #trauma #reflection #life #identity #innerworld #experience #wellbeing #awareness #mind #journey #survival #story #humanity #introspection #growth #resilience #struggle

This piece examines how neurodivergent grief can feel like a collapse of emotional spacetime, where love is realised too late and the present becomes frozen. It explores survival, meaning, and the slow rebuilding of inner reality.

https://kalvin.obulou.org/the-black-hole-of-neurodivergent-grief-time-love-and-the-collapse-of-inner-reality

#mentalhealth #grief #neurodivergent #psychology #healing #emotion #trauma #reflection #life #identity #innerworld #experience #wellbeing #awareness #mind #journey #survival #story #humanity #introspection #growth #resilience #struggle

This piece examines how neurodivergent grief can feel like a collapse of emotional spacetime, where love is realised too late and the present becomes frozen. It explores survival, meaning, and the slow rebuilding of inner reality.

https://kalvin.obulou.org/the-black-hole-of-neurodivergent-grief-time-love-and-the-collapse-of-inner-reality

#mentalhealth #grief #neurodivergent #psychology #healing #emotion #trauma #reflection #life #identity #innerworld #experience #wellbeing #awareness #mind #journey #survival #story #humanity #introspection #growth #resilience #struggle

Yesterday was my mom’s first birthday since her death. Nothing profound to note; a day of feelings even though I couldn’t tell you what those feelings were. #death #grief

Yesterday was my mom’s first birthday since her death. Nothing profound to note; a day of feelings even though I couldn’t tell you what those feelings were. #death #grief

Yesterday was my mom’s first birthday since her death. Nothing profound to note; a day of feelings even though I couldn’t tell you what those feelings were. #death #grief

Yesterday was my mom’s first birthday since her death. Nothing profound to note; a day of feelings even though I couldn’t tell you what those feelings were. #death #grief

https://www.europesays.com/ie/505173/ Erie Father Speaks Out on Youth Mental Health After Loss | News #anxiety #Depression #Éire #Grief #Health #IE #Ireland #MentalHealth #MentalHealthAwareness #MentalHealth #SuicidePrevention #therapy #YouthMentalHealth #YouthSuicide

I don't know why I am feeling empty right now. I need God's mercy now.

#faith #mentalhealth #healing #God #mercy #prayer #hope #spirituality #trust #awareness #soul #grief #Islam #humanity #peace #vulnerability #truth #recovery #grace #life

I don't know why I am feeling empty right now. I need God's mercy now.

#faith #mentalhealth #healing #God #mercy #prayer #hope #spirituality #trust #awareness #soul #grief #Islam #humanity #peace #vulnerability #truth #recovery #grace #life

I don't know why I am feeling empty right now. I need God's mercy now.

#faith #mentalhealth #healing #God #mercy #prayer #hope #spirituality #trust #awareness #soul #grief #Islam #humanity #peace #vulnerability #truth #recovery #grace #life

I don't know why I am feeling empty right now. I need God's mercy now.

#faith #mentalhealth #healing #God #mercy #prayer #hope #spirituality #trust #awareness #soul #grief #Islam #humanity #peace #vulnerability #truth #recovery #grace #life

I don't know why I am feeling empty right now. I need God's mercy now.

#faith #mentalhealth #healing #God #mercy #prayer #hope #spirituality #trust #awareness #soul #grief #Islam #humanity #peace #vulnerability #truth #recovery #grace #life

All over the place – AuDHD edition

https://cynnisblog.wordpress.com/2026/05/27/all-over-the-place-audhd-edition/

✮ A Sliver in Eden’s Wall ✮

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One last shout regarding the ADHD book: a lovely chat I had with The Grief Pod about the post-diagnostic process!

https://soundcloud.com/griefpod/the-grief-pod-with-561523772

#mastodaoine #ireland #adhd #grief

A quotation from Shakespeare

MARCUS: Sorrow concealèd, like an oven stopped,
   Doth burn the heart to cinders where it is.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616) English dramatist and poet
Titus Andronicus, Act 2, sc. 4, l. 36ff (2.4.26-37) (c. 1590)

More about this quote: wist.info/shakespeare-william/…

#quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #shakespeare #williamshakespeare #titusandronicus #concealing #emotion #grief #hiding #repressing #sadness #sorrow

Sometimes the world breaks your heart in silence. This piece is for anyone who feels too much — and still chooses love.
https://medium.com/infinite-impulse/tears-make-the-world-softer-0addc5d9d28d
#grief #consciousness #innerchild

'There's one kid in every classroom': Teaching children to navigate grief
By Meg Whitfield

One in 20 Australians under the age of 18 has lost a parent, but families say grief services for children are limited. A national program teaching children how to navigate grief is trying to change that.

https://www.abc.net.au/news/2026-05-24/supporting-children-and-young-people-through-grief/106666280

#Grief #FamilyandRelationships #MentalWellbeing #MegWhitfield

'There's one kid in every classroom': Grief program teaches families to heal
By Meg Whitfield

One in 20 Australians under the age of 18 has lost a parent, but families say grief services for children are limited. A national program teaching children how to navigate grief is trying to change that.

https://www.abc.net.au/news/2026-05-24/supporting-children-and-young-people-through-grief/106666280

#Grief #FamilyandRelationships #MentalWellbeing #MegWhitfield

It’s ok to put it behind you.
It’s ok to dig it back up.
It’s ok to sort through it again and again,
Until you feel you’ve been hit by a truck.
#grief #pain #human #survivorwisdom

https://survivorliteracy.com/2026/05/23/24-its-ok-6/

Wedding Flowers, Our Own Personal D-Day, and Kittens

https://thesomethinggarden.com/2026/05/23/wedding-flowers-our-own-personal-d-day-and-kittens/

Wedding Flowers, Our Own Personal D-Day, and Kittens

https://thesomethinggarden.com/2026/05/23/wedding-flowers-our-own-personal-d-day-and-kittens/

Wedding Flowers, Our Own Personal D-Day, and Kittens

https://thesomethinggarden.com/2026/05/23/wedding-flowers-our-own-personal-d-day-and-kittens/

Wedding Flowers, Our Own Personal D-Day, and Kittens

https://thesomethinggarden.com/2026/05/23/wedding-flowers-our-own-personal-d-day-and-kittens/

Watching an episode of the new Matlock where Maddie talks about the difference between grief and trauma after losing a child to addiction. That really resonated with me.

I’m realizing that grief and trauma are not the same thing. Loving someone through years of addiction and mental illness leaves behind its own kind of hurt, even after they’re gone.

Losing my brother and my dad so close together changed me in ways I’m still working through. But slowly, I am starting to feel more like myself again. I’m trying to find my way back to the peace I feel when I’m out with my camera.

I’m sharing a photograph I took some time ago titled Looking Back. Lately, I think part of healing has been trying to find my way back to the sense of peace, quiet, and grounding I’ve always felt when I’m out with my camera.

I just need to remember to allow myself more grace.

#Grief #HealingJourney #MentalHealth
#TraumaRecovery #LifeAfterLoss

So true 😢:

“The Quiet Grief Of Adult Friendship”, Pranav Jain, The Times Of India (https://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/blogs/civil-irony/the-quiet-grief-of-adult-friendship/).

#Friendship #AdultFriendship #Friends #Life #Loneliness #Grief #Relationships #Companionship

So true 😢:

“The Quiet Grief Of Adult Friendship”, Pranav Jain, The Times Of India (https://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/blogs/civil-irony/the-quiet-grief-of-adult-friendship/).

#Friendship #AdultFriendship #Friends #Life #Loneliness #Grief #Relationships #Companionship

So true 😢:

“The Quiet Grief Of Adult Friendship”, Pranav Jain, The Times Of India (https://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/blogs/civil-irony/the-quiet-grief-of-adult-friendship/).

#Friendship #AdultFriendship #Friends #Life #Loneliness #Grief #Relationships #Companionship

So true 😢:

“The Quiet Grief Of Adult Friendship”, Pranav Jain, The Times Of India (https://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/blogs/civil-irony/the-quiet-grief-of-adult-friendship/).

#Friendship #AdultFriendship #Friends #Life #Loneliness #Grief #Relationships #Companionship

The five stages of grief were never the full story. Some losses have no funeral, no acknowledged mourning period — just a collapse that keeps pulling you back. This essay maps that experience onto astrophysics, not for poetry, but because the physics actually fits. Grief bends time. It needs space to move.

https://kalvin.obulou.org/when-grief-behaves-like-a-black-hole

#grief #mentalhealth #healing #psychology #trauma #loss #awareness #personalessay #neurodivergent #autism #recovery #emotions #truth #reflection #humanity #spark

The five stages of grief were never the full story. Some losses have no funeral, no acknowledged mourning period — just a collapse that keeps pulling you back. This essay maps that experience onto astrophysics, not for poetry, but because the physics actually fits. Grief bends time. It needs space to move.

https://kalvin.obulou.org/when-grief-behaves-like-a-black-hole

#grief #mentalhealth #healing #psychology #trauma #loss #awareness #personalessay #neurodivergent #autism #recovery #emotions #truth #reflection #humanity #spark

The five stages of grief were never the full story. Some losses have no funeral, no acknowledged mourning period — just a collapse that keeps pulling you back. This essay maps that experience onto astrophysics, not for poetry, but because the physics actually fits. Grief bends time. It needs space to move.

https://kalvin.obulou.org/when-grief-behaves-like-a-black-hole

#grief #mentalhealth #healing #psychology #trauma #loss #awareness #personalessay #neurodivergent #autism #recovery #emotions #truth #reflection #humanity #spark

The five stages of grief were never the full story. Some losses have no funeral, no acknowledged mourning period — just a collapse that keeps pulling you back. This essay maps that experience onto astrophysics, not for poetry, but because the physics actually fits. Grief bends time. It needs space to move.

https://kalvin.obulou.org/when-grief-behaves-like-a-black-hole

#grief #mentalhealth #healing #psychology #trauma #loss #awareness #personalessay #neurodivergent #autism #recovery #emotions #truth #reflection #humanity #spark

The five stages of grief were never the full story. Some losses have no funeral, no acknowledged mourning period — just a collapse that keeps pulling you back. This essay maps that experience onto astrophysics, not for poetry, but because the physics actually fits. Grief bends time. It needs space to move.

https://kalvin.obulou.org/when-grief-behaves-like-a-black-hole

#grief #mentalhealth #healing #psychology #trauma #loss #awareness #personalessay #neurodivergent #autism #recovery #emotions #truth #reflection #humanity #spark

The Yellow Menu

A grieving man returns to his hometown and finds shelter from a tornado—and his past—with the bus driver who once carried him home.

Micah Lyndon had imagined Lost Gap larger than this.

For twenty years it had remained within him as a country of pine shadow and red-clay driveways, of mailboxes leaning toward the roadside, of warm blacktop running away into trees, of small creeks swollen brown after rain. In his memory the woods were immense, the roads endless, the hills steep enough to rise beneath a boy like the back of some sleeping animal. Even after he had gone north, even after he had learned cities and interstate exits and apartment windows looking down over streets where no one knew his name, Lost Gap had retained the proportions of childhood.

It had stayed enormous because he had never returned long enough to measure it.

Now the roads curved too soon. The distances had collapsed. The hill that had once seemed dangerous when the school bus climbed it in winter was hardly more than a rise. A house he remembered as white stood abandoned behind brush and young pines, its porch listing toward the weeds. The convenience store where he used to buy candy and bottled drinks after school had been boarded shut, the paint on its sign faded until it resembled something remembered rather than something seen. Kudzu rolled over the back lot and sagged from telephone poles, covering the places time no longer intended to explain.

Micah drove slowly, although there was almost no traffic.

He had come expecting grief, though he had not known precisely what kind.

His marriage had ended the year before, not with betrayal or great anger, but with the long exhaustion of two people who had become considerate strangers. His work, once the ladder by which he expected to climb into meaning, had begun to feel like a room he had remained in after everyone else went home.

Then, three nights earlier, unable to sleep, he had typed Lost Gap, Mississippi into his phone.

The name itself had struck him with an almost scriptural force.

Lost Gap.

A place named for absence. A break in the ridge. An opening through something otherwise impassable. A home that sounded, even while he lived there, as though it had already vanished.

He had packed the next morning and driven south.

Read the rest of the story at Crawdad Epiphanies https://medium.com/@keith.lyndaker/the-yellow-menu-7056e723db66

https://medium.com/@keith.lyndaker/the-yellow-menu-7056e723db66

https://medium.com/@keith.lyndaker/the-yellow-menu-7056e723db66

Indie Author Spotlight: In Conversation with … Myself

https://sterlingvancebooks.wordpress.com/2026/05/22/indie-author-spotlight-in-conversation-with-myself/

Indie Author Spotlight: In Conversation with … Myself

https://sterlingvancebooks.wordpress.com/2026/05/22/indie-author-spotlight-in-conversation-with-myself/

Indie Author Spotlight: In Conversation with … Myself

https://sterlingvancebooks.wordpress.com/2026/05/22/indie-author-spotlight-in-conversation-with-myself/

Indie Author Spotlight: In Conversation with … Myself

https://sterlingvancebooks.wordpress.com/2026/05/22/indie-author-spotlight-in-conversation-with-myself/

Indie Author Spotlight: In Conversation with … Myself

https://sterlingvancebooks.wordpress.com/2026/05/22/indie-author-spotlight-in-conversation-with-myself/