None of us is ever prepared for death. When a great tree falls, the birds, with no branch to perch on, scatter. Looking for a new home.
positively Purging-I welcome your feedbacks in the comments and your likes and passing the real life wisdom on to others as I embark on this new venture of “positively purging“, as I know each of these pieces represents something…urging“, as I know each of these pieces represents something…
Real Life of an MSW 
And so I’m like the birds, I’ve been struggling since 2019, when Momma died. And although throughout the day I appear to be this happy go lucky woman, no one sees what happen over in the midnight hours almost weekly.
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Grief is often the hardest in the stillness of night when one is alone with their thoughts. I would suggest creating a positive nightly routine, and talking to your therapist about how to handle this time of day.
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Yeah I’ve been in therapy since 2018. The meds were too much. Either I’ve convinced myself their dangerous or they really are so I took myself off them cold turkey. Worst two months of my physical life. But they’re out my system now.
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