When my sister (a sister I chose... not by blood or marriage) died, I was high on meth. Shortly after I got the news, I started my heroine phase.
I crawled out of the hole, but I still haven't stopped grieving... maybe I'm not doing it right.
I still post messages to her on her Facebook all the time, ten years later, especially when I see something that would make her laugh. I miss her laugh.
This piece will help so many. Thank you. I, too, drank right through grieving the loss of my dad. It wasn't until I got sober that I was able to actually work through all of it - my relationship with my dad (the good and the bad) and how the loss would affect me - it still does. It's not linear, that's for sure.
Allowing yourself to grieve is so painful, I understand why we avoid it.
But that is how the energy associated to loss gets processed, otherwise it is toxic to us.
Thanks for sharing your story Roscoe. Very powerful.
God bless you and your mum
When my sister (a sister I chose... not by blood or marriage) died, I was high on meth. Shortly after I got the news, I started my heroine phase.
I crawled out of the hole, but I still haven't stopped grieving... maybe I'm not doing it right.
I still post messages to her on her Facebook all the time, ten years later, especially when I see something that would make her laugh. I miss her laugh.
This piece will help so many. Thank you. I, too, drank right through grieving the loss of my dad. It wasn't until I got sober that I was able to actually work through all of it - my relationship with my dad (the good and the bad) and how the loss would affect me - it still does. It's not linear, that's for sure.