I’ve known the weight of grief—the kind that rearranges your world without your permission. I’ve lost people I deeply loved, including both of my parents, and each loss carved a different shape into my heart. There were times I felt like I was floating in space—disconnected, overwhelmed, and unsure how to move forward when nothing felt the same anymore. Grief doesn’t follow a timeline. It shows up in waves: sometimes fierce and crashing, other times soft and aching. I’ve also grieved relationships that ended—romantic ones and friendships—that once felt foundational. And I’ve learned that grief is not just about death, but about the loss of what was, or what we hoped would be. What’s helped me most is learning to feel it all without rushing the process. Giving myself permission to remember, to cry, to laugh, to talk about them. To honor the love without denying the pain. If you’re grieving someone or something right now, you don’t need to carry it alone. We can talk about your person. Your heartbreak. Your healing. No fixing—just presence, empathy, and space for your story.