Grief is just love with nowhere to go. But eventually, that love finds its way back into you – as strength, as memory, as a quiet kind of hope.
My Thought vs. Right Thought
| My Thought (Holding Me Back) | Right Thought (Shifting My Mindset) |
|---|---|
| I don’t think I’ll ever be okay again. | Healing isn’t about forgetting. It’s about learning to carry love and pain together. |
| I feel guilty whenever I laugh or enjoy anything. | Joy doesn’t disrespect their memory. Your happiness is part of their legacy living on. |
| Everything feels pointless without them. | Your life still holds meaning. They’d want you to keep moving, even if slowly. |
| No one really understands what I’m going through. | Grief is personal, but connection is possible. There are people who’ve felt this ache and survived. |
| I keep replaying our last moments and blaming myself. | Regret is natural. But healing begins when you allow love to speak louder than guilt. |
| I feel like a part of me died too. | That part now holds space for their memory. But you are still alive — and that matters deeply. |
| I don’t know who I am without them. | You’re still you — just reshaped. You’ll rediscover yourself, piece by piece. |
Reality Check:
Grief doesn’t come in neat stages. It’s messy, overwhelming, and unpredictable. And yet – every wave survived is proof that you’re still standing. You don’t move on, you move with it.
