A yo-yo

Grief is one of the most difficult things to experience in your life. When my brother died, my life began to spiral, it was as if I was a yo-yo and the string had fallen suddenly, it happened in slow motion and as hard as I tried to get back to the top, the more I fell down. I tried and tried to climb but I just fell every time until I was just spinning at the end. Slowly spinning for the longest time. I had to let that happen. I couldn't climb back up until I had experienced all the scary emotions at the bottom. Once I had, I slowly began to wind back up - very slowly but surely.