The grief of outgrowing relationships
On self-honoring
The other day someone I am no longer in connection with popped up on my Instagram feed. I never un-followed her as it felt petty at the time of our falling out, but I did request that Instagram not show me her content.
Ah the grief mines of social media. You never know what is going to happen when you open those apps.
And as you might expect, curiosity led me to her page. At first glance my body exhaled a bit. It was nice to see a glimpse of what she is up to, or at least what she is willing to share on social media. After another minute or two of scrolling her page, I felt a wave of grief rise and fall inside of my chest. A tinge of anger surfaced as I remembered how things went down between us. And then my body came full circle back to grief.
A few moments later I exited her page and put down my iPhone.