Your grief is your love, turned inside-out. That is why it is so deep. That is why it is so consuming. When your sadness seems bottomless, it is because your love knows no bounds.
5 Lies You Were Told about Grief. | Rebelle Society
I hear one of my internal voice recording loops, most likely from mum, saying that, "He was only a cat!" with another telling me that I should be over it by now and this article made me sob and wail despite it probably being about grief for a human loved one and not a cat. Pixel may have been a cat and not a human but his love for me was unconditional and total and he was part of my heart where there is only a hole now.
Spotted on jaylake's LJ in this links post who found it via his partner Lisa Costello. The imminent loss of Jay is yet another impending grief that adds to the grief from Pixel's death, even though I only know Jay a little from reading his LiveJournal. Add to that my yearly S.A.D. and this awful weather and it is all that I can to do be awake, knit and maybe play some WoW.
ETA: A quote spotted in the comments (which, for once, were worth reading, even the one or two threads of dissent):
It has been said, ‘time heals all wounds.’ I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone.― Rose Kennedy