letters to grief

these are springing up everywhere.. letters to SI, letters to depression, etc, so what about letters to grief....?

dear grief,

why is it that you hang around so long?

i understand it is important to remember our loved ones, but sometimes you really do overstay your welcome. it becomes less of a comfort, and more of a fear that you will never go away

Grief:

You are normally associated with those who have passed on. However, I'm dealing with you now related to someone who is living. How is it that you get to infiltrate my life in both areas? I hate dealing with you.

Grief:

Sometimes just when i think you have gone a way, I see a photo or a dress that I know my Mom would have loved and you hit me all over again.

Dear grief,

I hated you for so long until I realized you taught me so much I needed to know about life.

Dear Grief

What is your point?! Why do I spend months living a half life? The one gone wouldnt want my life wasted so what are you there for? Not to remember, another reason? Are you, grief, the person gone? are my tears because I cant see anymore but they are there like behind a mirror and those tears are my bodies way of dealing with the frustration of sensing but not seeing? Maybe, I hope.

Dear Grief,
I've let you stay for a long time. Please go. Please leave my room, my house, my work. I know you'll have to come back again some day, so can you please just leave for awhile until the next time? I need to be able to breathe. Or if you have to stay, can you turn it down, just for a few days? I've given you a lot of time and space, so can I just have a few days? I'm suffocating.
Thank you,
JT

Dear Grief,

You're an unusual character. You ruin every occasion that is supposed to be "happy". This is your favorite time of year to visit. Don't worry, I know you'll make it to all the homes that are expecting you.

it's so good this thread took off.

thank you guys

Wow. What a concept. Going thru the grieving process myself at the end of a significant relationship. I came across this and I wondered if I could write a letter to Grief, what on earth would I say? All I could come up with was more questions...

"Dear Grief: Should I judge you as 'bad' or 'wrong' simply because you make me feel, and I mean really, really feel? This isn't some wishy-washy 'ok' feeling, or just feeling a little bit blue, or a fleeting 'something' that passes unnoticed - this is the storm, the assault, filling every corner of me, leaving nothing untouched, the unadulterated rawness of FEELING. Could I know love, and feel love, really FEEL it, without also knowing that one day I may also have to face you in all your complexity?

"If I could choose between a life that had no grief, but also no joy, or a life that had neither of these and therefore had no strong emotions at all - no love, no joy, no sadness, no tears... which would I choose?

"Didn't I wish to fall in love again? Didn't I wish to feel the sweet surrender and to be vulnerable, to feel that connection again, after spending so long without anyone in my life? Yes, and yes, and yes. I said 'yes' to all those things and more. And didn't your spectre follow me around all the time, barely acknowledged, just the whisper of 'one day...'? Yes. And did your shadow remind me daily to love more strongly, more deeply, more openly? Yes, assuredly yes.

"I may wish you could never be, as the tears continue to flow I may hate the feeling of being broken open. Can I still find it in me to grant you the same importance as I grant to love? And can I find it in me to live with the knowledge that your face will be one I'll see again and again? As long as I can still love, so you will always be waiting. Inevitable, inescapable. I may eventually accept you as part of the 'human condition', learn to tolerate you, express you with gusto and feel your full force as you would wish me to, but perhaps never welcome you."

I'm miserable. I'll never get over any of it...the terrible things that were said...the hurt....the rejection. It's more than I can bear. The reality is I'll never meet anyone like you again. I wasn't asking for much...just a little...I don't even deserve a little...

Dear Grief,

I have come to terms with the fact that you will be around me for quite a while. Why can't my friends, family and coworkers understand that? Why is that people act like the funeral is over...time to get back to your real life? And while I am asking what is a real life now? A huge chunk of me was ripped away and I feel so empty. I just want to be able to grieve just a little bit longer but nobody seems to care anymore. At least you are there to listen when I need to talk. I just wish I didn't need you.

Dear Grief,

March is almost here, I miss him more than ever. Please allow me to visit with my previous T who has helped me so much or I'll crumble.

Missing someone so special to me. Hurts bad...my heart literally aches.

Oh Grief,
I cannot get you out of my head. I just cry and cry and cry, it doesn't stop. Everyone says it'll get better but it doesn't. No one understands that I have a hard time living with you and accepting it. You've been hanging around for 4 years now and it hurts more ever year. Everywhere I go, I feel you. Please just let me be happy.

Sorry for anyone grieving today.

Dear Grief,

I think by now we're pretty comfortable with one another. You've been part of my life so long that you know me very well. I do think our relationship is permanent in spite of the naysayer's who kept telling me you'll get over it. I'm like, excuse me?, get over it? Nah. I don't think so...