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You didn’t land here by accident.

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You’re here because something tore your world apart, and you needed a place where that truth could exist out loud.

Maybe it was a loss.
Maybe it’s someone you love who’s grieving.
Maybe you’re a therapist, a friend, a parent, trying to understand what this ache really is.

Or maybe the silence around death just got too loud.

Whatever brought you here,

you needed a space where things don’t have to be okay to be real.

This is that space.

This is where I lay it down - the rage, the ache, the softness, the survival.
This is where I tell the truth about loss in a world that keeps asking you to move on.

- Kirsten

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What’s New in This Space


Small updates, big feelings - the latest from The Place That Grief Made.

There’s a different energy this week - heavier in some ways, but strong. The kind that says, we’re doing the work that matters.

Introducing Silence: The Truth About Suicide and Those Left Behind
This week marks the first time I’m speaking publicly about the next book.
It’s big, it’s confronting, and it’s needed.
Silence dives into the reality of suicide, the stigma, the science, the systems, and the people left holding the pieces. I’ve been writing it quietly for months. It’s time to let it step into the light.

The Blog “What If I Never ‘Accept’ That My Daughter Is Dead?”
A raw piece about the pressure to “accept” the impossible. Because some losses don’t resolve, they reshape us. This one’s honest, unsettling, and already resonating with so many parents who’ve been told they “should be further along.”

A Big Moment for The Year After Kahlia
The printed draft copy arrives today. Seeing her name on a real book - my daughter’s name, is… a lot.
Beautiful and brutal in equal measure. But it’s happening! TYAK is becoming real.

TikTok - Finding Its Rhythm
We’re settling in over at @thisisgrief6. Short truths, soft reminders, and a place for people who scroll late at night looking for something that speaks to the ache.

This Is Grief Day - Still Growing
The idea keeps unfolding. Quiet momentum, small sparks, the sense of something forming in the background. No rush; it’s becoming what it needs to be.

Thank you for walking beside me through all the chapters - the ones already written, and the ones still finding their voice.

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