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There are no words to truly define grief, but if I had to imagine them, I’d say grief is a beast who likes to stomp, claw, and bite until you’re stripped of everything. Then, when you finally gain some balance, it returns for another round, and the cycle continues, until you’re nothing but a hollow shell waving a white flag.
People claim grief is a process—like it’ll end one day and never be thought of again—but that’s far from the truth. Grief is an ongoing cycle and is totally reliant on your mood and vulnerability.
