On January 19, 2021, I started my first day at my new job, after nearly a year of employment due to the pandemic. That same day, my father died. It’s weird, maybe ironic to some degree. The grief and emptiness I feel from the loss of my father is the same feeling I have at the end of each workday.
I don’t know what to do. Talking about it provides an emotional outlet but doesn’t improve the situation.
Write Now and Later 