“You do not need to hide your sorrow to be loved.”
So often we shrink our pain to make others comfortable.
We put on smiles we don’t feel. We nod through conversations that skip over our reality.
And slowly, we begin to wonder if our grief is too much. Too heavy. Too disruptive.
But pain doesn’t vanish when ignored. It waits. It lingers. And eventually, it asks to be let in.
Grief doesn’t ruin the room. What ruins the room is pretending it isn’t there.
You are allowed to speak from the ache. To say, 'I’m not okay today.' To show up with your sorrow, unedited.
The right people won’t turn away from your honesty — they’ll make room for it.
And maybe, most importantly, *you* get to make room for it. At your own table. In your own heart.
You are not a burden. Your grief is not bad company. It’s just love — still finding its voice in a world that changed.
Close your eyes. Picture your grief not as a storm, but as a guest at your table. What does it look like? What would you say to it if it could answer? Breathe in. Breathe out. Let the conversation unfold — gently, honestly, without fear.
Journal one truth today you haven’t said out loud. It could be 'I still cry every night' or 'I’m angry they left.' Give it space on the page. Let it live without needing to be solved.
Caleb W. “I kept my grief quiet for so long, thinking no one wanted to hear it. But the first time I told the truth — really told it — I felt human again. I felt seen. And that changed everything.”
Your grief is not too much. It’s too sacred to be silenced.