Dignity Isn’t a Countdown: When “Safety” Starts Feeling Like Control

they are familiar sounds. The footsteps are just mine.

For a little while, after my husband passed, I thought the silence meant something was wrong with me. Society tells us: “You need to be with family.” “You shouldn’t be by yourself.”

I started to wonder… am I selfish for wanting my own space? Am I “broken” because I don’t cry myself to sleep every continue reading …