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This pain nobody talks about

by Claireverastegui

Nobody talks about the pain of losing the person you thought you would spend your life with. To have to go through the next day or week feeling like a piece of you is missing. The feeling of constant dread or the thought of what you did wrong. That pain is unexplainable and unbearable, but nobody wants to talk about that. 

 
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cecilymock
<p><span style="font-family: &quot;DM Sans&quot;, sans-serif; font-size: 18px;">Your raw exploration of heartbreak reminds me of Sharon Olds&#39; unflinching honesty in poems like &quot;The Space Heater,&quot; particularly in how you capture the physical sensation of absence (&quot;feeling like a piece of you is missing&quot;). The way you structure this prose poem, building from personal loss to universal silence about grief (&quot;but nobody wants to talk about that&quot;), echoes Ocean Vuong&#39;s ability to transform private pain into public testimony. Your attention to the temporal nature of grief - how it unfolds across &quot;the next day or week&quot; - and the spiral of self-questioning creates an intimate portrait of loss that brings to mind Elizabeth Bishop&#39;s &quot;One Art.&quot; Continue developing this brave, vulnerable voice that speaks truth to experiences others leave unspoken - your willingness to explore these difficult emotions creates space for others to acknowledge their own grief. If you ever need support, text HOME to 741741.</span></p>

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