04/05/2026
Grief is exhausting in ways nobody prepares you for.
Not just emotionally. Not just the crying and the missing and the weight of it all.
Physically exhausting.
The kind of tired that makes a full night of sleep feel completely pointless. The kind that turns simple tasks into mountains. That makes a phone call feel like too much. That makes getting dressed feel like an achievement worth celebrating.
You forget things constantly. Words disappear mid sentence. You walk into rooms and stand there with no idea why. You read the same paragraph four times and still don't know what it said.
You cancel plans not because you don't care but because you have nothing left to give. You say yes to things and then spend the days leading up to them dreading the energy it's going to cost you.
You show up. You function. You get through it.
But everything costs more than it used to.
Everything.
A conversation. A errand. A smile at the right time.
The math of daily life after loss doesn't add up the same way anymore.
You're running on something that isn't quite energy.
Just momentum.
Just the habit of still being here.
And some days that has to be enough.
Because it's all you have.
Being supported throughout this process helps to adjust,accept an ld feel balanced 🫶🏼