After nearly three weeks away, I went back to work this morning, stepping back into reality with very little sleep. My body and mind already knowing what the day would demand. Not strength. Just presence.
Today, I was not okay.
Today was a reminder I didn’t ask for.
I wasn’t ready. But staying home didn’t feel like the answer either. Grief doesn’t wait for you. It doesn’t pause for time off or bend to schedules. It shows up, it follows you, whether you’re ready or not.
And today, it did just that.
It sat beside me.
It lingered in every pause, every anxious breath, every effort to focus. It settled into my body, making every moment feel heavier than it should have. It honestly caught me off guard. Returning to work didn’t mean leaving my grief behind, it meant learning how to carry it differently.
I didn’t go back because I felt strong enough. I went back because my mental health needed movement and because I needed a gentle reminder that nothing has changed, even when everything has.
Some days, moving forward takes great strength and courage. Other days, it’s simply holding yourself together in public spaces. And most days, it’s learning how to walk alongside grief—letting it come with you.
And for right now, that’s the best I can do.
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