The blog of a small Mexican-American woman willing to discuss things most people won't. For instance, I'm a feminist.
Sunday, November 23, 2014
For whatever reasons, I'd never experienced grief in my entire life until after my divorce. Sometimes a wave will hit me and I'll feel that utter helpless sense of loss and ache. After the emotions of the past 14 months, I've come to believe that grief is the worst emotion, worse than suicidal self-hatred, worse than bottomless remorse, worse than helpless rage. Fucking grief.