I feel completely stuck in the depths of the hell that is grief. I don’t know how healing from this kind of pain is even possible. I feel like I am going through the motions of life, but not actually living it. I get out of bed, I go to work, I run errands…I do what is expected of me, when I really want to do is stay curled up in bed.
At what point does this get better? How does "better" even look?