A personal essay about sudden loss, trauma, and the end of innocence. Would love your honest feedback
Hi everyone,
I recently wrote this piece to process a sudden and devastating event—the unexpected passing of my mother when she was only 42. It’s an exploration of the "split" that happens after a trauma: when the mind tries to use philosophy and detachment to survive, but the body refuses to forget and stays on high alert.
I’m looking for honest feedback on the flow, the emotional resonance, and the writing style. :