Normal. What is normal? I don't think I'll ever be normal again. I'll be okay. I've survived. But I'm forever changed. How can I not be. I'm finding it very hard to have a 'normal' conversation with anyone. I don't have the emotional energy for it. Other peoples problems just sound so inconsequential to me, I don't have the patience for it.
I don't blame people for not knowing what to say. There's nothing to say. If I don't know what I need, how are they supposed to. I just honestly wish they could learn from my loss. Find the perspective in their lives without having to suffer first.
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