
Since 2020, I have lost every prominent male figure in my family. My stepdad, uncle, granddad, my partner’s dad and finally, my lovely boy cat. I was very close to all of them and losing them completely undid me, to say the least.
Then, last year, I lost my pregnancy at nine weeks. It was rock bottom for me. I couldn’t convince myself to try and find hope anywhere despite it formerly being my default because it seemed I was just doomed to be heartbroken forever.
My grief is strange and like nothing I could have predicted. While I have had w...


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