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I didn’t experience the death of someone really close to me in my adult life until I was 30. Until this point, I was woefully ill-equipped to support anyone who was grieving. I never knew what to do or say.
Out of fear of doing or saying the wrong thing, I often did or said nothing. In the past I’ve been an awful friend, simply by being absent. I was that person who was too afraid and too awkward to be with someone who had lost a loved one.
I know I’m not the only one....