I started reading about how people who are grieving often feel hurt when others don’t mention their loved ones or say their names. It kept coming up again and again, and I didn’t think much of it at first. But now I’m starting to understand it in a way that feels a lot more real. How can we all be together and not one person acknowledge the pain I’m in or what happened to me? How can something so huge just go unspoken? I feel it sitting right there in the room, even if no one else says it out loud. Sometimes it makes me want to scream, just to break through whatever this silence is.
