“Grief is like a deep, dark hole. It calls like a siren: Come to me, lose yourself here. And you fight it and you fight it, but when you finally do succumb and jump down into it, you can't quite believe how deep it is. It feels as if this is how you will live for the rest of your life, falling.
But that is the mirage.
That is grief's dizzying spell.
The fall isn't never-ending.
It does have a ground floor.”
— Mar 04, 2026 07:27AM
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