This is me, and my drug is grief. Thankfully, because of the amazing women I have met along this journey who commiserate with me and validate me, I know that it is "normal" for me to have scrambled eggs for brains these days.
For those who have experienced "pregnancy brain" let me tell you, you've got nothing on "grief brain". I am constantly in a haze, and there are times when even doing the most routine mundane tasks really takes a lot of thinking to figure out. I feel like a total airhead a lot of the time.
This morning, and not for the first time, I messed up my own Starbucks order. Granted, I am one of those
I know I need to be "gentle" with myself, and that my brain is reacting this way because there are times that it needs to shut down a little to protect itself, but its hard to feel confused and out of it a lot of the time.
Hoping for peace and clarity,