How I Fight And Overcome Grief And Depression

Losing my lovely grandfather changed my entire environment. It was one of the hardest experiences I have faced. At first, a heavyweight swept over me, leaving me in a silent world for days. He truly was my everything. He filled the roles of my dad, my friend, and even my big brother. I was affected badly by this incident.

Daddy Charles was a great and peaceful man, so why did he have to go soon? I cried deeply when I discovered my cherished grandfather’s lifeless body in his room. At first, I thought he was just sleeping, so I called out to him, “Grandpa” on several occasions. However, he didn’t respond, and that was unusual for him. A sudden unease washed over me, and there I realized something was seriously wrong. I quickly called my mom, and when she arrived, she immediately started crying. I still remember that moment as if it happened just yesterday.

How I Expressed My Feelings When I Was Depressed

I struggled at first to express my feelings and pains, and this made grief become my friend. However, as time passed, I realized that talking about my emotions eased my burden. I turned to friends and family and the provide me safe heaven; they listened to me and offered me support. Their everyday presence reminded me that I was not alone in this journey.

I watched days turn into weeks and weeks turn into months; I found peace in journaling. I find peace when I write down my thoughts, feelings, and experiences in a journal; each word I write expresses my pain, love, and cherished memories of Grandpa.
This practice that I developed brought me clarity and comfort during hard times. Ultimately, it has also helped me process my emotions and feel a sense of peace within me.

Embracing Healing Through Nature and Movement

Along with journaling, I embraced physical activity. I started taking long walks in nearby parks. The fresh air and movement truly revitalized my spirit. Moreover, nature’s beauty reminded me that life goes on, even in the midst of grief. Each step I took felt like a small victory.

I made a hobby of going for walks in the parks and streets while I was still doing journaling. The amazing fresh air that I breathe in during doing part-time walks restored my spirit and it started making me whole again. It reminded me that Grandpa is truly gone, but there is life, and I must take the journey to move on.

Creating a lovely tribute for my Granddad brought me unending joy and strength. I also organized photos and created a reminder of him to celebrate his good days on earth. This project that I partake in changed into a labor of love and a heartfelt way to honor his memory. Each item I included told a story, allowing me to remember the past I had with him.

I went through a tough depression, and it taught me to be patient with myself and talk to people when problem comes. Healing I now know that it takes time; having good and bad days is part of the journey.

Grandpa is gone forever because I can’t bring him back, but his memories and the love he showed me will forever remain with me. He was a good man who served his purpose on this earth with a godly mind. Though the pain of losing him will never fade away, I will always carry his memory with love.

How Did I Faced And Fight Grief Depression?

It wasn’t easy but I overcame grief and depression by;
Taking a healthy walk around the streets and walkways
Being patient with myself
Talking to friends and family members
Being aware of my feelings
Acknowledging the dead
Writing down my thoughts, feelings, and experiences in a journal
Creating a lovely tribute for my Granddad