Our friend group used to get together every few months but since Jake died by suicide last spring, every gathering feels like we're all performing being okay and no one wants to be the one to bring down the mood. We love each other but we've lost the ability to just be together without this awful careful cheerfulness.
More people experience this than they realize.
Collective love is trying to preserve itself through false lightness, but grief unexpressed in community becomes grief that isolates.
“Where Are You with Desire and its changes over time?”
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.