Death is an uncomfortable, turbulent, messy part of life.
Most of all because the toll greif takes is insensitively personal. It’s an isolating experience like no other, which sometimes prompts us to reach out.
And we ought to reach out. Because community is the antidote to most feelings of isolation.
What’s important to consider are the channels through which we seek that community.
Some of our channels limit our ability to connect earnestly, honestly, and with respect.
Seeking support in these places can be a demoralising way to realise that life goes on and not as many people care as perhaps it feels like they should.
If you’re in need, find a friend and share the same air for a while. Each second will be worth a thousand shallow likes.