She gets things done.
She shows up for work.
She answers texts.
She even laughs sometimes.

But inside, she’s grieving.

Maybe it’s a loss that others acknowledge—
a death, a breakup, a diagnosis.
Or maybe it’s a quiet grief—
the loss of a dream, a role, a version of herself.

She’s still functioning.
But she’s not okay.

Grief doesn’t always look like tears and silence.
Sometimes it looks like productivity.
Like over-functioning.
Like “I’m fine.”

In my work, we make space for the grief that’s been tucked away.
We honor the ache that’s been hidden behind strength.
We let it speak.
We let it soften.
We let it move.

Because grief isn’t something to fix.
It’s something to feel.

If this feels like you—
If you’re carrying a quiet grief while trying to keep it all together—
Let’s talk.

You’re allowed to pause. You’re allowed to feel. You’re allowed to heal.