After my father's death I started seeing beauty everywhere in a way that feels almost painful, like colors are too bright and music cuts right through me, and I do not know if I am healing or falling apart.
More people experience this than they realize.
Loss can strip away protective numbness, leaving you raw and permeable to both beauty and pain in ways that feel overwhelming yet somehow necessary.
“Where Are You with Post-traumatic growth — what can grow in the soil of loss?”
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.