“Don’t Tell Me to Move On – I’m Moving With“
After you lose someone, truly lose someone, people start to say the most astonishing things. “You have to move on,” they tell you, as if grief were a treadmill and I’ve simply refused to hit the start button. As if love has an expiration date. As if the person you lost becomes invalid the moment they stop breathing.
I know they mean well, bless their unprocessed hearts. I know they think they’re helping. But let me say it clearly, with all the fire in my still-beating heart: telling someone to “move on” is not helpful. It’s not kind. It’s not wise. It’s just… noise. Tone-deaf, impatient, awkward noise.