Corner Vision

Feelings can be messy.
I'm stumbling and fumbling around, not really knowing what I need or how to ask for it. Emotions spiral from one extreme to the other and its hard to still the spin.
This, apparently, is "normal" - until a new identity is established. Popular wisdom identifies a plethora of "pathological variants" between the stages to reinvention. I'm stuck somewhere between " sadness and dispair "
Macfarlane had a great device for coping with the unfathomable. "Draw a line under it. Put it in a box. Compartmentalise". My habit is to talk my way through anything and everything that was on my mind - interminably and intensely.
He was a perceptive, patient, oh so patient listener. He would occassionaly complain about the " bleeding ear syndrome " it caused, but mostly it was a humorous jibe with healing intent.
That was before. Now there is blogging. And because he's not here, the rawness of loss is being spilled into the ether.
Bit heavy at times, eh ?
It will be better, there is that proof when the tears don't cloud the vision. The hearts will become lighter as the eyes dry up, I'm sure.
Maybe Grief Therapy will help. I'll let you know.