Letting Myself Grieve: The Loss of a mother HOLD ON, LET ME OVERTHINK THIS.

My mother died when I was 10 years old. It’s been a roller-caster ever since. I’m also 27 years old and it doesn’t get any easier. Growing up in a refugee camp and in a community that didn’t allow me to grieve has been hard. Just know i’m i really going through it. Noe that I’m a mom i don’t want Izaiah to go through what I did and is going through. they tell you you heal in time or it takes take to heal but to be completely honest you don’t heal. I’m sorry but It’s just not true. For me at least. I’m still grieving my mother, father and my little brother who passed. It doesn’t get easy only harder. You realize all the things they are missing or going to miss and that’s hard. It’s okay to feel and its okay to cry. Let yourself grieve for as long as you want.