Our family group chat used to be how we stayed connected but ever since Dad died, it's become this weird performative space where we all pretend we're doing fine and share surface-level updates. We're all grieving but somehow we can't seem to grieve together, even though we're the only ones who really understand what we've lost.
More people experience this than they realize.
The tools meant to maintain connection have become barriers to authentic shared mourning.
“Where Are You with Chosen Family?”
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.