Dear friends,

This is how life is arranged: on the path destined for us by fate, sooner or later we lose people who are close and dear to us. Loss comes suddenly and changes us forever. The pain does not subside, and time, contrary to popular belief, does not heal—it only teaches us how to live with what has happened.

There are people who, after tragedy, find the strength to search for meaning and move forward, carefully, step by step. And there are those who remain in the darkness of their soul for a long time—not because they are weaker, but because they did not have anything to rely on.

I am not writing this to provoke tears, to dwell in suffering, or, God forbid, to judge anyone. There is no right or wrong path—there is only the path we choose ourselves. And we always choose from what already exists within us: from our experience, knowledge, faith, fears, and deep-rooted beliefs.

This is not a psychological treatise and not a spiritual sermon. I am not even a writer. I am simply a person who found herself on the other side of loss and spent a long time searching for something to hold on to in order not to drown in pain. That is why I will try to express my thoughts and feelings simply and briefly.

I will write about how, over the course of two years, I tried to cope with grief—about what truly helped me. About the role that studying the psychology of the subconscious and metaphysics played on this path, and about how my perception of the world, of people, and of life itself gradually changed.

I will be sincerely glad if my thoughts help someone pause, look deeper within themselves, view life and death differently, and perhaps take the first step out of a state of inner emptiness, confusion, and loneliness.

How Not to Lose Your Mind

Sooner or later, the day will come when each of us encounters the subject of death in our own life. I dare to say that there will not be a single person who remains indifferent to it. Even if someone appears calm on the outside, inwardly this experience always leaves a deep mark.

Volumes have been written about what death is, how people imagine it and how they come to accept it, and there is no sense in retelling all of that here. Yet behind all these theories, the living human being is often lost—with their fear, their pain, and their unanswered questions. Almost everyone is afraid of death: it always comes at the wrong time, and we are never truly prepared for it. …………………..