Grief can't be shared. Everyone carries it alone. His own burden in his own way.
Parting is inevitably painful, even for a short time. It's like an amputation, I feel a limb is being torn off, without which I shall be unable to function. And yet, once it is done... life rushes back into the void, richer, more vivid and fuller than before.
there is no aristocracy of grief. Grief is a great leveler.
One must go through periods of numbness that are harder to bear than grief.
I find the weight of air/Almost too great to bear.