My Grief Counselor’s a Liar
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"I carry survival. And I do not know if that makes me strong or broken."
Sarah spoke, her voice trembling. "I am afraid to feel joy."
The admission pulled the focus away from Jaxon. Sarah's hands twisted the tissue into knots.
"My son overdosed two years ago," she continued. "And for the first year, I felt nothing but pain. Everything hurt. Waking up hurt. Breathing hurt. But now, sometimes, I feel okay. I laugh at something. I enjoy my coffee. And then I remember, and I feel guilty, because how can I laugh when he is dead? How can I feel anything good when he will never feel anything again?"
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