When you lose someone you love, it’s a trauma. You have lost a part of yourself, your identity, your history, your innocence. Every fibre of your being is permeated by the painful, repeated rediscovery every day, every minute of that loss. It feels like it defines you, and in many ways it always will. We can’t stay isolated from pain. It finds all of us. As much as you want to run from it, know that grieving even at its worst and its ugliest is profoundly necessary in order to clear the path for better days ahead.