An Open Letter to My Grief.

Sweet grief, it’s been so long. Truthfully, I didn’t expect to see you again. Not here, at least. Not right now. Not during a period marked by such intense joy. But joy and sadness can exist in the same space at the same time, and here we are.

I owe you an apology.

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It is inevitable that the people I love the most will disappointment or hurt me. This statement is not rooted in pessimism—it’s a statistical fact. Those with unlimited access to my heart are the ones with the greatest probability to cause harm.

In all facets of love, we are the most vulnerable.

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