02/03/2026
Today marks one year since our life was suddenly thrown off course by the unexpected loss of someone deeply loved.
I often find myself wondering how much to share - the quiet juggle of being both a psychologist and a human moving through grief in real time.
I’ve always tried to share my “realness” once I’m through something, once there’s perspective or meaning to hold onto. But grief doesn’t really work like that. It doesn’t neatly finish or suddenly stop hurting.
It ebbs and flows.
Sometimes it’s a heaviness so strong it’s hard to function.
Other times it’s more like a low hum in the background - always there, just softer.
This past year has been hard. Really hard. 💔
And what I’ve learned - both personally and professionally - is that grief isn’t something we move on from. It’s something we learn to carry. To live alongside. To make space for as life slowly grows around it again.
Holding extra gentleness today, for myself and for anyone else quietly carrying loss ❤️