28/04/2026
One whole month without you š
Josie started this page to raise awareness about melanoma and help others. Iāve just had another message from a lady who stumbled across this page, got checked, got a melanoma diagnosis early enough, and prognosis looks good! That fills me with so much pride and happiness ā¤ļø another life saved - her reach has been unbelievable.
She was always open and honest about her journey, and found it therapeutic putting her thoughts into words - hoping it might help even one person. I understand that now. Getting things out helps quiet the constant replay in your head.
Death and grief are incredibly hard to talk about. Most people donāt know what to say or do, because unless youāve lived it, you canāt fully understand.
Josie wanted me to continue this page, so I want to share what grief feels like for me, and what Iām learning, in the hope it might help even one person.
I started grieving a long time ago, while Josie was still here - when we were told there was nothing more they could do, and I had to face the reality of losing my little sister. Josie and I talked so openly about it, as we both needed that to process it. I thought I was prepared to an extent, but nothing prepares you.
Grief for me has been all-consuming - physically and emotionally. Itās relentless.
Thereās a real physical pain to it. A heaviness that doesnāt lift. Anxiety that builds until it feels hard to breathe, like your heart is breaking. Itās not just in your mind - it lives in your body.
I feel waves of overwhelming emptiness and loneliness, which is one of the hardest things to make sense of. I know I still have so much, so many people around me, but thereās a deep void that no one can fill - because sheās the only one who truly understood our past and everything we went through
Thereās so much anger - at how she was failed, at the world carrying on as if nothing has changed when ours has shattered. Anger at myself too - how is it fair I get a future she doesnāt? Even anger towards her for leaving us which is absolutely crazy because she wanted so badly to stay.
Guilt runs through everything - guilt for being here and having life she doesnāt, for feeling joy, for being sad and inflicting my pain on others, for not always being who I think I should be.
Thereās helplessness, seeing the people you love in pain and not being able to fix it. Embarrassment for breaking down in public. Fear of seeing people, having conversations, of losing control.
Thereās jealousy - and I hate that part as Iām not a jealous person by any means. A client told me today she was meeting her sister for lunch and I cried all the way home. God I wish I could have lunch with my sister!
The resentment, the endless āwhat ifs.ā Numbness where I feel nothing. Brain fog where I canāt do the simplest task. Trauma from things you canāt unsee. Constant nightmares and flashbacks I canāt escape from.
A sense of failure for not being as strong as I should be. Iāve felt a loss of purpose, which doesnāt make logical sense because I do have so much purpose. But caring for her, supporting her, being there for her - that became such a central part of my life that now, without it, I feel lost.
And a deep exhaustion from feeling and masking that no amount of sleep and rest can fix.
These are just some of the parts people donāt always see.
But there are still moments of light. I feel so grateful for the people around me, and I have so much to be thankful for.
Iāve been taking the time to learn about grief and what it does to us. Iāve learnt that grief isnāt just emotional - itās biological. When we lose someone so important, our nervous system goes into survival mode. To the body, it feels like a threat to everything that made the world feel safe and stable.
Iām learning to ask for help (sheād be so proud!), to slow down, and to accept this isnāt something to fix - itās something we must carry. Grief isnāt weakness. Itās love, and itās survival.
Josie taught me so much - about strength, resilience, and keeping going when things feel impossible. But also that, in the end when youāre facing your mortality, nothing really matters except your health, the people around you who you love, how you made others feel, and the memories you carry. Everything else is just things.
For anyone else deep in grief, feeling this - weāre not going crazy. Weāre in survival mode. And as hard as it is to accept, this will never feel āokay,ā and it does change us. I just hope, in time, it becomes a little easier for us to carry.
Please ask for help. Talk to someone. Donāt hold it all in and carry it alone. Take things one step at a time - just keep going like they would want us to.
And if youāre supporting someone whoās grieving, donāt pull away. Be there, listen, and donāt be afraid to talk about the person theyāve lost - they need that more than you know. ā¤ļø