When I was 8 years old I suffered a loss from a crime, and although it's been 10 years, I'm just not over it. I suppose I've never really had any closure. I see a therapist and all the other necessary professionals, but somehow it seems like I'm just reliving the crime and the first few days after over and over again. I'm especially prone to being depressed by it during the holidays, when it happened, and when I imagine, what if you were here?
I'm just puzzled.
Does grief ever end?
Do you ever lose the anxiety?
Do you stop having nightmares?
Or stop wondering why you're alive and they aren't?
I'm just stuck in this cycle of grief, and I need it to be over, I think it's time for me to put it to rest, and accept that it happened. But how?
I'm just puzzled.
Does grief ever end?
Do you ever lose the anxiety?
Do you stop having nightmares?
Or stop wondering why you're alive and they aren't?
I'm just stuck in this cycle of grief, and I need it to be over, I think it's time for me to put it to rest, and accept that it happened. But how?