It’s a mindfuck and it’s a mindfuck that does NOT need to be judged by people who have no fucking clue what its like.
I’ve learned a lot this past week, about myself, about grief, about life. I’m really leaning into honouring where I am at, going as SLOW as possible, healing my body and mind from the constant survival mode stress, the trauma of watching Dan fade away and die, and everything in between. As much as I don’t want to be where I am, it also gives me an opportunity to hit the PAUSE button on my life. It gives me time to sit with everything, go at my own pace, re-evaluate literally EVERY aspect of my life and fully lean into, and get clarity on how I want to live now, and going forward, when I will eventually resurface from my healing hiatus and go back to work etc.
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