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Accepting Help

November 10th, 2025

When I lost my mom, I tried therapy. But every word from anyone trying to make me feel better only made me angrier. I couldn't accept comfort, couldn't hear advice, couldn't bear well-meaning reassurances. So I stopped going to sessions altogether.

About two months ago, I decided to try again. I found a new therapist and, this time, I also accepted my doctor's recommendation to take medication. It felt like admitting defeat at first, like I should have been strong enough to handle this on my own.

But after taking that step, something shifted. Things are getting a little brighter. I'm starting to feel like being alive isn't so bad after all. I realize now that I have people I still want to be here for, dreams I still wish to fulfill for myself.

I understand that it's hard. Honestly, it never gets easier. But I guess as time passes by, we start to find - or see - that we still have reasons to continue.

Why I Started This Project

October 30th, 2025

I created this site as part of a web design class, but it quickly became something more personal. For a long time, I felt isolated in my grief, unable to express what I was going through. This project gave me a way to process my own experience with loss while also creating something that might help others who feel the same way.

My hope is that this site can become a gentle place for anyone who is grieving, a space where you don't have to pretend to be okay, where your feelings are valid, and where you can find a little comfort in knowing you're not alone.