Welcome to a Widow Bit of Honesty. I’ve been thinking of starting this site for some time now, because when your world has been severed in two, people just don’t get it; yet they seem to think they do. So I decided that it was time to be “A Little Bit Honest” just to make sure they really get it, get it?

And truth be told, it doesn’t really even matter. I recognize that it doesn’t matter, yet here I am writing about it. Death is death, but I believe that every death is different. I believe that you cannot compare one with the other. Circumstances before and after dictate how you live, feel, and respond to life.

I get triggered when someone tries to relate and it’s a fail. I get bitter and angry even. It might just be me, but if you don’t know what to say, or even if you think you do, it’s often best to just stay silent.

Then again, I don’t really know. If you lost a spouse as I have, you’ll probably say something relatable. If your loss is different, the only comparison is that it simply sucks. Let that be the only comparison you make or the conversation can surely go awry, or leave one feeling some kind of way that they’re not quite sure how to express afterwards.

And why do we need any more added to our already overwhelming, nonsensical lives?

A widow bit of honesty will be a brutally honest, slightly theatrical take on widowhood. For those of us tired of minimizing our grief, trying to explain emotions that cannot be adequately explained, or being told “you’re still young enough to remarry”. This will be my unfiltered voice, equal parts bitter, biting and sometimes soft. No toxic positivity, no fake grace. Just one woman navigating loss, dodging platitudes and occasionally screaming into the void.