Loss is a weird thing. It strikes to the heart of us, brings us to our lowest point, and seems like an endless ocean where the only possible thing to do is drown. And then, in the next moment you pick yourself up and carry on, able to function almost as if nothing had happened. It's like a pulled muscle which only hurts when you move it in certain ways but then is fine after a while until you do so again, and time will heal it more and more. We move on, because we have to, even if it takes time.
@Azakir yeah... I know the feel. Being able to grieve and express regrets and future hopes is also very important.
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