unhealthy and nearly drove me to suicide, and all because I couldn't let go. I
couldn't accept that someone I loved so much is gone from my life forever.
The hardest moment I've ever faced as an atheist who was once a Christian
was to go back in my mind and actually let go of those I've lost. I had to
redress those losses and accept them on totally new terms. They're gone
forever and I'm never going to see them again. I'll never hear their voice or
see their smile again. Worst of all, I will never get to tell them I love them
again. But, knowing that makes me more aware of just how precious every
moment is in life. Every memory is special... because it may be the last
memory you ever make with that person.
Dead is almost never a "better place" than alive.
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