It’s been 4 months ago today that I unexpectedly lost my mom to the monster death. Grief seeps isolation and loneliness from my bones. I’m not depressed. I’m not sad. I am numb. Completely devoid of emotion. Just going through the motions.
I have no word to express of my own. Feeling numb and grieving creates this void in my mind, encourages a vast emptiness that craves words, thoughts, and self-expression, and no matter how long I knock on the door of emotion, I am denied access to my feelings and words. I am forced to borrow the sentiment of others.
This is for my mom. I love her always.