Personal Essays

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It’s Okay to Not Be Okay After a Stressful Political Outcome

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I'm struggling to keep bleak thoughts at bay after the U.S. election. But grieving now is the best gift we can give to ourselves and our communities.

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Kids Who Die – and Their Families – Deserved a Second Term

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A longer, healthier, carefree life is something most of us take for granted, but one that many parents can’t fathom.

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Time Moves Differently When You’re Pregnant and Your Toddler is Dying

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As a healthy baby grew inside me, my focus was on actively mothering my dying daughter.

The Second Burial

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After my dad's sudden death, I had to delete his digital omnipresence over, and over, and over again.

A Trauma Therapist’s 3-Part Holiday Grief Plan

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Advice on dealing with All The Feelings during a complicated season.

Is There Sex After Death?

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Burying your two children shrivels your dick up like a motherf*cker, but my wife and I found our way back to each other.

When ‘Fine’ Is Anything But

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After my father's death, my journey from calm, to hysterical, to something even worse.

After My Husband’s Death, I Found Myself Again through Mr. Mister and Mexico

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The cathartic power of briefly shedding the label of 'grieving widow with young kids' and briefly feeling free

I Met My Fiancé in a Modern Loss Support Group

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When I logged onto Zoom to lead a session on friendship, my true love was waiting in the grid.

Mi luto en azul

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Tras la muerte de mi mamá, encontré un nuevo significado en mi color favorito de siempre.

Grieving in Blue

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After my mom died, I discovered a world of new meaning in my favorite color.

‘You Are Only as Good as the People You Surround Yourself With’

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I was desperate to be wild in grief and my coke-snorting bestie was my ticket to fun.

Att vara äldre än min pappa

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Jag har aldrig slutat att gråta för allt han har gått misste om. Men när jag passerade åldern då han dog, ändrades något.

A Sacred, Unlikely Friendship, Maintained Through Terrifying Times

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At 87, my friend Ned narrowly escaped Covid-19's invasion of his nursing home. Here's what it made me realize.

What It Feels Like to Be Older Than My Father

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I've never stopped crying for all that he has missed. But as I passed the age at which he died, something changed.

Chronicles of a Former Crier

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We never know who we’ll be in grief. In mine, the disappearance of my go-to tears was a shock.

The Rules of Grief Do Not Apply

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My father died during the Covid-19 lockdown in London. The absence of support felt so surreal that I wondered if I could pretend his death never really happened.

The Vaccine Wasn’t Ready in Time to Save Mom

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In the minutes after getting my jab, it was hard not to think about time. If my mother had fallen now instead of then, she likely would have already received her COVID shots.

I Became A Grandmother At Age 30

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My kids have no idea what they are missing by not having my mother around. So I try and make sure they don’t miss a thing,

When Your Pet is Your Lifeline

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My HIV condition progressed to full-blown AIDS, along with anxiety and depression. Adopting my dog forced me to focus on living.

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