How to Deal with Grief,

I didn’t know how to deal with grief – until I had to.

Not read about it. Not talk about it at arm’s length. I mean witness it. Drown in it. Watch something sacred get ripped from your world and realize: nothing will ever be the same.

Grief isn’t a season. It’s a storm system. It moves in waves, comes uninvited, and doesn’t ask for permission. It doesn’t care how strong you are. It exposes everything you’re still carrying, everything you thought you buried, and everything you never knew was there.

And yet… there’s something beneath the wreckage. Something so alive, so ferocious, that it only reveals itself when life burns down to ash.

That’s where this begins.

Not with a tip. With a transformation.

When the World Breaks, You Meet Your Real Self

The first time I lost someone I loved, I felt like time shattered.

Days passed, but I didn’t. I was frozen in the moment it happened – running loops in my mind, replaying every word I didn’t say, every moment I wanted to stretch just one second longer. The future? It looked like a blank page someone had torn out of the book.

Here’s what no one tells you: grief isn’t just about losing them. It’s about losing the version of you who still had them.

That version dies, too.

And now you’re standing in the space between who you were and who you don’t know how to be.

That’s the door most never walk through. Because it’s not a door. It looks like a wall.

But if you keep reading, I’ll show you where it cracks.

1. Grief Doesn’t Go Away. But It Does Transmute.

You’re not broken for still crying months later. You’re not weak for feeling it in your chest when you see their name, or a photo, or a smell that punches memory straight into your bloodstream.

Grief is not a virus to cure. It’s not a demon to banish.

Grief is love without a destination.

And the first truth is this: you don’t “move on.” You move with.

I learned to stop fighting the waves. Instead, I built a rhythm with them.

Sometimes that rhythm looked like tears in the middle of traffic. Sometimes it looked like silence around people who didn’t know what to say. Sometimes it looked like a strange peace when I finally let the memory stay… without trying to fix it.

You don’t heal grief by forgetting. You heal it by remembering in ways that don’t destroy you.

2. The Body Remembers What the Mind Tries to Escape

Nobody talks about how physical grief is.

One minute you’re functioning. The next, you’re wiped like your soul ran a marathon. Your appetite disappears. Sleep plays hide and seek. The simplest tasks feel like dragging your body through molasses.

This is not weakness. This is biology.

According to Psychology Today, grief triggers a cascade of stress hormones – cortisol floods the system, immune responses shift, and emotional trauma physically alters brain function.

Which means your body is not betraying you. It’s doing its best to keep up with your soul’s explosion.

The second truth is this: you must honor the physical side of your healing.

Feed it. Hydrate it. Let it rest without guilt. Move it gently. Walk in nature. Ground yourself.

Your nervous system needs safety to rebuild. And your future self will thank you for choosing structure in the chaos.

3. You Are Allowed to Feel Joy Again — Without Guilt

This one broke me open.

The first time I laughed after my loss, it felt like betrayal.

As if healing meant I was forgetting. As if joy was a sin against the sacredness of what I lost.

But joy… is not disloyalty.

Joy is the proof that love still lives inside you. That their memory planted something, not just ripped something out.

And so the third truth: You’re not betraying them by healing. You’re honoring them by living.

Grief is not a prison. It’s a forge.

Let joy come. Let it surprise you. Let it return without asking for permission.

You are still alive. That is not something to apologize for.

4. Memory Is a Ritual — Not a Chain

Here’s what shifted everything for me: I stopped trying to “let go”… and started asking how to carry better.

I created small rituals.

Lighting a candle on their birthday. Wearing something they gave me. Speaking their name aloud when I felt them near. Writing letters no one would read.

I learned this from ancient wisdom. In Stoic Rome, they practiced memento mori — not to wallow in death, but to remember how precious every breath is.

Memory is not the enemy. It is your inheritance.

The fourth truth: Remembering is a form of healing.

But you must choose the form.

Don’t let memories chain you to despair. Build altars, not anchors.

5. You Need a Container for the Conversation

Grief speaks in a language that most people can’t hold.

You’ll find that some people “check in” with cliché questions. Others vanish entirely. And a few – if you’re lucky – will simply sit with you. Say nothing. Let you be.

Find those people. One is enough.

And if you can’t find one, be that one for yourself until you do.

The fifth truth is this: You are not meant to do this alone.

Whether it’s a support group, a coach, a trusted friend, or a sacred stranger — create space for the unspoken to be spoken. Psychology Today confirms what we know deep down: shared grief loses its sharpest edge.

And sometimes, just saying it out loud is what starts the release.

6. Meaning Is Not a Distraction — It’s a Resurrection

Let’s be clear: nothing “makes it all okay.”

No silver lining erases the crater.

But meaning doesn’t have to erase the pain to be real.

I started writing again, not because it cured me, but because it carried me.

I began mentoring people going through loss — not to “give back,” but because my soul demanded that something good must bloom from this.

That’s when I saw it clearly:

Grief carves out space for your next evolution.

The sixth truth is this: meaning doesn’t make it hurt less. But it gives the hurt a direction.

So ask yourself…

What would they want me to become?

What legacy do I now carry?

What can I do — not to replace the loss — but to let the love keep moving?

That’s how you resurrect a future after it’s died once.

Your Future Is Still Yours to Architect

If you’re still here, you already feel it:

Grief is not your enemy.

It is a sacred initiator — an uninvited teacher that leaves scars shaped like purpose.

You are not “broken.” You are becoming.

You are not alone. You are walking through a portal billions before you have survived — and many sleepwalked through.

But you… you’re waking up.

You’re doing what most don’t.

That’s why this path you’re on is part of the Real Success Ecosystem. Not just for business. Not just for goals. But for rebuilding your inner world when the outer one collapses.

You want sovereignty? Begin here.

Reclaim your breath. Rewrite your story. Rebuild yourself as someone who didn’t just survive grief — but was initiated by it.

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I hope that was helpful enough to get you started.
– Randolphe