article, Grief, Self-Forgiveness
It’s funny, the unexpected regrets. When Shawn and I were still dating, we were invited to a wedding. He didn’t have a suit that fit him, so since I was making more money than he was, I offered to buy him one. We went to one of those discount suit places. He fell in...
article, Grief, Releasing judgment, Self-Forgiveness
Last night, I dreamt I was at the edge of an ocean, vast and boundless. Although there were no waves, the surface was choppy and opaque. I was afraid it was cold, and I was anxious it might get too close. ***** I have been avoiding my Cognitive Grief, trying not to...
