I've had many losses over the past several years and grief feels bottomless, like there will never be an end to it.

To add to it, I am now waiting for the other shoe to drop, and anticipate more losses on top of what I've already lost.

I don't feel like there's anything left to celebrate. Everything in life is about loss, and expecting loss, and even if something new and good happens in my life, gearing up for its eventual loss, too.

I know someone could throw in a Buddhist aphorism here about all being impermanent, but even as I've studied mindfulness this doesn't help right now. Thinking about impermanence at this point makes me want to give up on everything. What's the point?