Still Standing

Do you sometimes feel completely fine one minute and entirely broken the next? You might find yourself laughing hysterically at a joke, only to feel a sudden wave of intense sadness or guilt immediately afterward. Anger, relief, numbness, and deep sorrow often take turns running the show, sometimes all in the same afternoon. The pain that brought us here sucks. But, it connects us together. Some days I need a connection to remember I'm not alone in this even if our grief is different. Grief doesn’t just happen when a loved one passes away; it happens anytime a piece of our world changes, ends, or leaves us behind. It is heavy, it is exhausting, and it can be incredibly lonely. Some days it feels like a physical weight on your chest, and other days it just feels like you forgot your brain at home. Society expects us to 'get over it' or follow some neat, tidy timeline. But grief isn't a straight line—it’s a chaotic scribble. You might be furious today, heartbroken tomorrow, and laughing at a dark joke five minutes from now. All of that is completely normal here. Come...Talk, share if you are ready. Name the pain. There is no judgement here. This is a space to share your pain and feel connections with others who may be going through something similar. We aren't here to fix your pain or give you cliché advice. We are just here to sit in the mess with you, share a few laughs where we can find them, and remind each other that we are still standing." Welcome to a different kind of support space. Whether you are navigating the loss of a person, a pet, a career, a relationship, or a health status—your grief is welcome here. Processing loss is heavy, but we don't think talking about it always has to be. This group is a comforting, lighthearted, and safe space where we skip the toxic positivity and look the hard stuff in the face—usually with a warm cup of coffee and a healthy dose of wit. We share the tears, we share the laughs, and we help each other figure out life's unexpected plot twists. No matter what kind of loss brought you here, you don't have to carry it alone. No perfect words required—just bring yourself.