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Navigating the Complex Journey of Bereavement, Loss, and Grief

Bereavement, loss, and grief are inevitable parts of life, yet they can feel overwhelming and deeply personal. In the moments when we face the death of a loved one, a significant relationship ending, or even the loss of a dream, we find ourselves thrust into a world where emotions seem to swirl uncontrollably. Each of us responds to loss differently, and that’s one of the most profound truths about grief—it’s as unique as the person experiencing it.

I want to reflect on what I’ve learned about these emotional landscapes, both from personal experiences and my ongoing exploration of therapeutic models and interventions.

For me, grief is like walking through a fog. You can see the path ahead, but it’s blurred, uncertain. Some days, you might find clarity, the sun shining through just enough to illuminate your way. Other days, you feel lost, unsure if you can even take another step forward. In those times, the absence of the person or the thing you’ve lost feels like a physical ache.

One of the most important lessons I’ve learned through my own encounters with grief is the idea that there is no “right” way to grieve. Society often places expectations on how we should mourn, but grief doesn’t fit neatly into those expectations. It’s not linear; there’s no timeline. There are days when you might feel okay and others when the weight of your loss feels unbearable.

The five stages of grief, popularized by Elisabeth Kübler-Ross, offer a framework—denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance—but not everyone moves through these stages in the same order or even experiences all of them. For some, anger may never surface; for others, acceptance may feel like a distant goal, something they’ll never fully reach. And that’s okay. Grief is personal and unpredictable.

One of the most profound insights I’ve encountered is the role of attachment in shaping our grief. Attachment theory suggests that the bonds we form in life – particularly with caregivers – influence how we respond to loss. Losing someone to whom we were deeply attached can feel like losing a part of ourselves. Our attachment styles, whether secure, anxious, or avoidant, can shape not only how we love but also how we mourn.

Personally, I’ve found this framework to be eye-opening. Reflecting on my own attachment style has helped me understand why I’ve reacted to certain losses in the way I have. It has also made me more empathetic toward others’ grieving processes. Some may need constant support, while others might retreat into themselves. Understanding this has deepened my compassion, both for myself and others.

When I think about the losses I’ve experienced, I often reflect on how they’ve shaped me, both personally and professionally. Grief has a way of making us more empathetic, more aware of the fragility of life. It also teaches resilience, though that lesson often comes at a high cost. I’ve found that over time, the intensity of grief changes. It doesn’t necessarily go away, but it transforms. We carry it with us, sometimes like a scar, a reminder of what was and what we’ve lost. But we also learn to live with it, to grow around it.

Therapeutically, I’ve come to appreciate the importance of having spaces where grief can be expressed. Whether it’s in the form of talk therapy, journaling, or even art, finding an outlet to process our emotions is crucial. We live in a world that often encourages us to “move on” quickly, but in my experience, there’s no moving on—only moving forward, carrying our loss in a way that allows us to keep living.

If there’s one message I’d want to share with anyone currently in the depths of grief, it’s this: you’re not alone, and your grief is valid. It’s okay to hurt, to cry, to scream, or to sit in silence. It’s okay to not know how to feel. And when you’re ready, when the fog lifts just a little, know that there are people who will walk alongside you on this journey—whether they’re friends, family, or a therapist.

Grief reminds us of our humanity. It’s painful, yes, but it’s also a testament to how deeply we’ve loved. And in that, there is something profoundly beautiful.

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