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Stuart Matheson's avatar

One of our dogs died in my arms almost 10 years ago, it was sudden and unexpected, under the dining table as the kids were eating. There was a lot going on so of course I took it in stride. I couldn't tell you how many times that memory has come up and been pushed aside to keep doing what I'm doing, being productive. One night last week I finally allowed myself to soften and feel the shock and grief attached to it. The sobs and tears seemed to last for minutes. That was such a victory for me. I broke new ground by actually stopping what I was doing to feel something.

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Bougie Hippie's avatar

I numbed out to not feel all that pain as well as joy. After years of introspection and healing and recovery from addiction I can just now finally become in tune with feelings good and bad and be authentic to myself and others. Lots of thoughts that linger from your post. Thank you. 🙏🏼

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