Addiction grief is losing someone in layers. People treat this kind of grief like it needs a moral at the end and I hate that. The phone used to make my stomach drop before it ever brought actual news. You can love someone so hard and still not be able to keep them on shore. I am grieving the years that got fed to something hungry and stupid and bigger than us. The shame around this kind of loss lands on the living like ash. People treat this kind of grief like it needs a moral at the end and I hate that.
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