Content pfp
Content
@
0 reply
0 recast
0 reaction
Angelika Kollin pfp
Angelika Kollin
@angelikakollin
The distant terrains of grief are walled by colossal dark rocks, surrounded by sharp seas and confining sentiments. Though the seasons shift and years drift by, this barren landscape remains untouched—unmoved, unchanged, unaffected. It becomes a solid, solitary ground for its unprepared visitor, standing firm in the ever-changing tides of life. Once you enter the topographies of grief, it rarely allows you to return unchanged. Your sorrow, pain, and searing agony becomes the only 'self' that remains, the constant companion in an unfamiliar world. A small surviving fragment—the sole link between the past and the present—swells to fill the space, keeping the remnants of the 'old' self afloat. To function in the world, you must leave no space for seas and rocks—there is no place for them here, and no map to guide you through this unknown, perilous territory. 1/2 🧵
16 replies
12 recasts
28 reactions
tknox.eth🟪🎩 pfp
tknox.eth🟪🎩
@thompson
this is so beautifully written and perfectly explains the deepest parts of grief and loss… before I even read what you wrote I could feel the grief and desperation in your photos. you captured an elusive emotion that people tend to turn away from — really incredible & quite sad, but beautiful. i know it well — i think when someone can recognize this in others it’s like holding up a mirror to our own pain. a friend once said to me “it’s a dna shift — you are no longer the same person” and this is that type of grief, loss & pain — a new human emerges 🤍🤍
1 reply
1 recast
1 reaction
Angelika Kollin pfp
Angelika Kollin
@angelikakollin
Awwww, your words just went straight into heart! So much truth and wisdom!!! Thank you 🙏🙏🥹🥹👏👏 20’$RARE
0 reply
0 recast
0 reaction