Why I Must

There's a lot of stuff written about grief already.
A lot of it seems written to make people friendlier and more approachable to others as they go through the most painful, alienating times of their lives.

I'm not trying to make anything palatable. I just need a place to share how it really is for me.
I'm not looking to commodify or monetize my pain, or get famous, or even make anyone like me more.

I am just a person who verbally vomits my feelings and have always done so.
I have always worn my heart on my sleeve.

I won't deliberately try to pepper it with cutesy, folksy humor; although there's a place for that, it isn't here. There will probably be humor - unavoidable, dark humor. But let's just see what comes.