As someone whose mom died just six months ago when I was 22, this feels close. For as long as I can remember, I’ve always felt sad—more like an emptiness. I don’t really remember a past version of myself that was happy or excited about life. For me, life has always felt like a burden.
Especially during these last six months, I’ve had to carry on with my life: I finished my master’s degree, found and started two jobs, moved cities, and now I’m living completely alone. My closest relative is eight hours away. I had to survive, to keep going, even while carrying the most profound pain I’ve ever known: the death of my mother. She was the person I loved the most in this world, and the only one who truly cared for me.
Six months later, I still find myself extremely sad and unmotivated most days, but I’m trying to “get better” because that’s what she would have wanted to see. I still allow myself to be sad, to cry, to rot in bed if that’s what I need that day, but I also try to find reasons to keep going: noticing the way the light hits the walls in the afternoon, smelling the cake I baked (something she always used to do), laughing with my friends for a few minutes, feeling a cool breeze in the summer...
I’ve started to notice very small things that bring me joy. And if I’m being honest, I don’t feel like I’m getting better (some days I think I might even be getting worse) but at least I’m allowing myself to heal, even if it’s a slow process. I had never allowed myself that before.
But I’m doing this because of her. I want to keep living to make her proud.
So beautifully written 🙏 thank you. The idea that we are able to feel the weight and the sadness and expand to also feel joy and contentment is a beautiful insight
It feels like my life story. Years of my life summed up on a page. Thank you for writing it. The world feels a little less lonelier when you hear a similar voice. Thank you for being that voice for me today 🥀❤️
I have been feeling really depressed lately, I came across a post while scrolling on Instagram that featured this article and I love it so much. The words, the emotions everything is on point. This made my day a lot better. Thankyou so much for this <33
This feel like a hug and a really needed reminder🤍
This being posted a day before my 21st birthday definitely not a coincidence loved every word penned down it hit all the corners of my heart ahhh
Thank you for this reminder, needed this!
this really feels like being seen in the most gentle way <3 it’s heartbreaking and hopeful all at once<3<3
As someone whose mom died just six months ago when I was 22, this feels close. For as long as I can remember, I’ve always felt sad—more like an emptiness. I don’t really remember a past version of myself that was happy or excited about life. For me, life has always felt like a burden.
Especially during these last six months, I’ve had to carry on with my life: I finished my master’s degree, found and started two jobs, moved cities, and now I’m living completely alone. My closest relative is eight hours away. I had to survive, to keep going, even while carrying the most profound pain I’ve ever known: the death of my mother. She was the person I loved the most in this world, and the only one who truly cared for me.
Six months later, I still find myself extremely sad and unmotivated most days, but I’m trying to “get better” because that’s what she would have wanted to see. I still allow myself to be sad, to cry, to rot in bed if that’s what I need that day, but I also try to find reasons to keep going: noticing the way the light hits the walls in the afternoon, smelling the cake I baked (something she always used to do), laughing with my friends for a few minutes, feeling a cool breeze in the summer...
I’ve started to notice very small things that bring me joy. And if I’m being honest, I don’t feel like I’m getting better (some days I think I might even be getting worse) but at least I’m allowing myself to heal, even if it’s a slow process. I had never allowed myself that before.
But I’m doing this because of her. I want to keep living to make her proud.
This article found me in a time I really needed it. Thank you,author. 🩷🩷🩷🩷
So beautifully written 🙏 thank you. The idea that we are able to feel the weight and the sadness and expand to also feel joy and contentment is a beautiful insight
This felt like a hug 🫂 😭
It feels like my life story. Years of my life summed up on a page. Thank you for writing it. The world feels a little less lonelier when you hear a similar voice. Thank you for being that voice for me today 🥀❤️
You have written it so brilliantly. It resonated so well inside me. Keep writing ✍️
oh. oh oh oh.
That was such a beautiful and inspiring essay. Thank you for writing and sharing it!
Love thisss🤍🌟
My heart 🥹🥹🥹🥹
I have been feeling really depressed lately, I came across a post while scrolling on Instagram that featured this article and I love it so much. The words, the emotions everything is on point. This made my day a lot better. Thankyou so much for this <33
I am in tears reading this and realizing that life is not always about things happening at a specific time and a certain way 🩷