A note on grief and alone-ness
I am not alone and yet I have never felt so much alone-ness. This is not the alone-ness we may all be feeling right now but a deeper sense of alone since my mother died, and since then casting out my father for something unforgivable. I am once again grieving, mourning, and alone in my despair and rage.
This crisis we are in illuminates my sense of self and in it I am stranded; still inside a child but outside adult and very much alone.
No ones child. Nobody’s baby now.
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