There are times I feel almost normal and then immediately suspicious of it. Like, what the hell is this? Why am I okay for this ten-minute stretch? What did I miss? Is a wave coming? That’s another thing grief does — it trains you not to trust your own calm. Because calm has so often been followed by impact. So even relief can feel provisional. Borrowed. Like peace with an expiration date stamped underneath.
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