My Life After The Burial Of My Mother
November 2 2025
My life after the burial of my mother has never been the same. I feel like I’m living in a place that chills me to the bone quiet, empty, and heavy with memories that cut deep. Every day feels colder without her warmth, and every night I break down, crying over the pain I carry inside me. It’s a weight that never leaves, a silent ache that follows me everywhere I go. I try to keep moving, but the loneliness and the grief make every step feel harder. Losing her didn’t just hurt me once it continues to hurt, over and over, in ways I never expected. The world may look the same, but inside me everything has changed, all because I lost the one person who made life feel safe, warm, and complete.
