Shared Experiences!♡
Hey hey, everyone coming across this post. I hope you're doing well. 💛
Grief and loss, is something I feel most of us have experienced in different forms, with varied intensity of emotions, thoughts and emotional reactions to it.
As earth-shatteringly difficult it is to experience loss of some kind and do not even get me started on loss of a love one hehe (oh but I definitely will come here too💛), or cope with it, I feel something that remotely, I say remotely because I'm not much of the opinion that anything ever truly helps or fills the void in your life and the hole in your heart! (Much love to you if you feel the same and Kudos to you if you found something that helped you in any way💛).
Again, I feel something that *remotely* helps is that we aren't alone in our experiences!
It's not like "seeing someone else in pain makes you feel better about yours", more like "seeing someone feel what you do, say what you cannot and understand what you find incomprehensible somewhere, somehow, in whatever small quantity possible too, makes you feel *seen*, makes your pain feel seen, reminds you that what you experienced is 'worthy' of a reaction from you, also helps you understand your feelings better, because sometimes you're not even sure what to really call that 'sudden feeling of a big lump forming in your throat when you're sitting around people giggling and doing their thing' when everything feels 'okay' around you".
(Apologies for getting carried away haha, I'm not proof-reading this one, and it's just something straight from my heart, hopefully to yours, typos included😅)
Anyway, circling back again, what I find remotely helpful is the idea of shared experiences, of people connected in their grief! Which is why I love reflecting on how someone perceives loss and grief for them, hearing what they have to say about it too!
Sometimes it's these shared experiences, heart felt words and raw emotions that remind me I'm not alone, and a lot of times, this is comforting to know!
Going forward, I'd like to share some quotes I find comforting with the hope that anyone coming across them here can have a little "oh you see it too?" moment, knowing they aren't alone either and someone has had experienced something as they have and stood by to share it with the world also. The massive amount of courage it takes to talk about it, to relive all of it all over again, to be *brave* for comforting someone else! Most people may not even realise how inspiring they are! 💛
Please feel welcome to share any quotes you like that provide you comfort or reflect on any you see here also! 💛
I've learned through personal and professional experience grief can be a time of tremendous inner growth and discovering new things about yourself. It can lead to a sort of "rebirth of the soul" for the bereaved. It's in the amazing powers of retrospective thinking that one see's it.
@SoulThought That is such a powerful realisation, I agree too about how transforming of an experience it is~ love usually is. 💛
The grief of time passing, of life moving on half-finished, of empty spaces that were once bursting with the laughter and energy of people we loved. As long as there is love there will be grief because grief is love's natural continuation. It shows up in the aisles of stores we once frequented, in the half-finished bottle of wine we pour out, in the whiff of cologne we get two years after they've been gone.
Grief is a giant neon sign, protruding through everything, pointing everywhere, broadcasting loudly, "Love was here."
In the finer print, quietly, "Love still is."
-Heide Priebe
@Sunisshiningandsoareyou
It is a bitter sweet quote on love and grief, Sunshine! 🌞💖🥺💖
That's true, there is love in grief for we won't grief the lost if we don't love (°.◜ᯅ◝°)°｡💗
The sweet part is that love prevails (◍•ᴗ•◍)
@VictoriaLove7 Nicely put, Vic. 🫂💖 *hugs* 🫂💖
@Sunisshiningandsoareyou
💖*hugss vvv tightttt*🥺🤗💖
@Sunisshiningandsoareyou
Sometimes the hardest part isn’t the loss…
It’s pretending you’re still whole after it.
You sit there, surrounded by noise, laughter, life going on—
But inside, it’s quiet… too quiet.
Like something in you stopped,
And no one noticed.
There’s this weight in your chest you can’t name,
a kind of emptiness that doesn’t scream—
It just stays.
I used to think I had to fight it,
fix it, bury it…
But I’m starting to realize
Maybe healing isn’t about escaping the darkness.
Maybe it’s about learning how to sit in it
without losing yourself.
And maybe…
just maybe…
knowing someone else feels this too
is the only light we get for now. 🖤
OpenAI. (2026). AI-generated artwork inspired by Linkin Park themes of loss and healing [Digital image]. ChatGPT (DALL·E).
@tingtingxin
Soooo beautiful and touching. 💛 Indeed quite comforting to know we aren’t alone in our darkness and that we don’t really have to escape it, sometimes just sitting in it is what might be needed. Just a quiet kind of acknowledgment that even if no one else sees us, our pain or how difficult it must’ve been to keep showing up for the current reality which still feels quite unfamiliar and forced to us, we do and it counts. 💛
Loved this. Thank youu for sharing. 🫂
@Sunisshiningandsoareyou
“You will lose someone you can’t live without,and your heart will be badly broken, and the bad news is that you never completely get over the loss of your beloved. But this is also the good news. They live forever in your broken heart that doesn’t seal back up. And you come through. It’s like having a broken leg that never heals perfectly—that still hurts when the weather gets cold, but you learn to dance with the limp.”
―
@Madibear567 Raw, real and soo relatable. Love this, Madi thanks for sharing.💖
@Sunisshiningandsoareyou
I never expected an online account to affect me this deeply.
About seven hours ago, my member account was deactivated.
I know some people might think, "It's just an account."
But to me, it wasn't just an account.
Over the past days, I had already been under a tremendous amount of stress. There had been misunderstandings, difficult interactions, and situations that left me feeling confused, hurt, and emotionally exhausted. I was already struggling to sleep before the deactivation happened.
Then today, my member account was suddenly deactivated.
That was the moment everything became even harder.
Since then, I have felt like my mind has been trapped in an endless cycle of worry.
I keep asking myself what happened.
I keep wondering if anyone will review the full context.
I keep hoping someone will understand that there is a real person behind the screen.
The stress has affected me physically.
I have barely eaten.
I feel nauseous when I try.
My eyes are swollen from crying.
My chest feels heavy.
My body is exhausted, but my mind refuses to rest.
I feel like a walking zombie.
Not because I want attention.
Not because I am trying to be dramatic.
But because this situation has genuinely overwhelmed me.
The hardest part is the uncertainty.
I submitted my appeal and now all I can do is wait.
Five to seven days can sound short when written on a screen.
But when you're constantly worried, checking for updates, replaying conversations in your head, and wondering whether you'll ever get a chance to explain yourself, every hour feels endless.
I am trying to stay calm.
I am trying to stay hopeful.
But the truth is that I have cried so much that my eyes hurt.
I feel mentally exhausted.
I feel emotionally drained.
I feel scared of what happens next.
More than anything, I wish my account could be reviewed carefully and fairly, with the full context taken into consideration.
I am not asking for special treatment.
I am only asking to be understood.
Right now, I feel like I am carrying a weight that I cannot put down.
I know there are bigger problems in the world.
I know other people are suffering too.
But this pain is real to me.
This stress is real to me.
This uncertainty is real to me.
And tonight, as I sit here unable to sleep, unable to stop thinking, and unable to stop hoping for a response, I just wish for one thing:
A chance to be heard before being judged.
That is all I want.
A chance to be heard.
