Grief takes time, it’s been over 5 decades since my Dad died when I was 11. Cancer sucks big time. My Mum died a long time ago. I haven’t seen my family since I’ve moved to New Zealand. My Nan died before I came to New Zealand. She was in her 90’s. She had…
Category: Grief and Cancer
A quiet space where I write about the emotions and reflections that come with experiencing illness and loss within my family. I don’t share names or details — just the feelings, the memories, and the ways these experiences have shaped me. This category is simply a place to hold the softer parts of grief, honouring what my family has been through while keeping everyone’s privacy and wellbeing at the centre.
Why Genetic Vulnerabilities
It can shape both physical and psychiatric health, and in my family it has left deep marks. Growing up with psychiatric illness woven through our history was incredibly hard. My grandfather ended his life, leaving my Nan with five children and a grief that never really left her. When I think about my mother, I…