I feel like the writer observing the grief, but it is difficult to be detached from it.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
But there is a discomfort that surrounds grief. It makes even the most well-intentioned people unsure of what to say. And so many of the freshly bereaved end up feeling even more alone.
Where grief is fresh, any attempt to divert it only irritates.
The thing about grief is that it's a roller coaster - it's up, it's down. The emotions sometimes take over.
I don't move away from grief, rather through it.
Grief jumps out at you when you're least expecting it.
Grief is at once a public and a private experience. One's inner, inexpressible disruption cannot be fully realized in one's public persona.
Grief is exhausting.
Grief doesn't have a plot. It isn't smooth. There is no beginning and middle and end.
Grief is in two parts. The first is loss. The second is the remaking of life.
Nothing I read about grief seemed to exactly express the craziness of it; which was the interesting aspect of it to me - how really tenuous our sanity is.
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