When I think back to when I was deepest in grief, one of the things that struck me was that I became a nonentity. I had retreated into my own world, trying desperately to slow down time so things would make sense. People would whizz by me on their way to work or shopping, but it was as if I were standing still, frozen, paralyzed by my broken heart and my fear of what was coming at me next. I was in a fog. I was faceless to all of them, those normal people out in the world. I couldn’t respond fast enough, think fast enough, react fast enough, and so they ignored me. I had no face, no energy, no presence.
Cee chose the photo out of her archives and blurred the face. She wanted to show how she has felt during the times in her life when she was working through loss. She says she felt like even though she was there with other people, she wasn’t part of them. Like she was separated from them by a thick pane of invisible glass. Everyone else looked so normal, but she wasn’t there.
How have you felt when you were working through loss and the grief that comes with it?
Chris and Cee
(Written in response to the WordPress Daily Prompt, Faceless)