I’m working on the final essay for my psychology of death and loss course and holy guacamole, this is the easiest yet worst paper I’ve ever had to write. This paper isn’t necessarily about the deaths I’ve experienced (which I have none), but the losses I’ve experienced so writing about them is just rubbing against the scars on my heart. It hurts but it’s necessary to show my resilience. I will probably be posting it here! Just keep an eye out for a very lengthy, morose post.