We honestly don't deserve dogs.
"Her words are always with us. Some of them are written on my soul." —Neil Gaiman
Can anger become love?
Giving up her pajamas didn’t bring her back or spark joy, but it was a relief — a lifting of a decade of pain.
When it feels like the world is falling apart, literally putting something back together is powerful.
When you live every day with pain, it’s hard not to imagine what your life might be like without it.
"I have been sobbing many times a day during this book tour. I have sobbed in private and I have sobbed onstage. I have been rebreaking my heart night after night."
His wife, Michelle McNamara, died in early 2016.
Turns out, the app that is mostly used to pay for your share of Ubers and bar tabs is also a fantastic way to be there for someone when they are in crisis.
"I have a lot of bad days, but on my good days, I quilt."
Because even when things are bad, you do still have to eat.
Even in death, everyone is striving for that perfect no-makeup makeup look.
After my husband died, my father died, and I lost my second pregnancy — all in the span of six weeks — everyone wanted to know how I was doing. And everyone heard the same thing: "I’m fine.”
Everyone is worried the end is nigh, so we might as well talk about it.
"When life gives you lemons, I won't tell you a story about my friend's cousin who died of lemons."
"Beautiful, heartbreaking, touching piece of television. So important to talk about grief/mental health."
Every single day since she died, I have wished for my mother back. But I’m glad she won’t be here to witness the next four years, and that she gave me what I need to get through them.
In the aftermath of a miscarriage, the loss of someone I never knew has been more devastating than I could have imagined.
When my closest friend's first baby was stillborn, we navigated through depression and grief together.
Oswalt's wife, Michelle McNamara, died suddenly this past April.
I would recognize the sound of my father's voice, if only I could hear it again.
"We may not have gotten to share a lifetime together... But the memories.. they're the best of my life."
Having an outlet is freedom.
The first thing I ever wrote about my best friend was her eulogy.
Novelist Harriet Reuter Hapgood’s electric YA debut, The Square Root of Summer, reminds us that time is a healer.
"I felt their story needed to be documented."
After my brother died and my father was partially paralyzed, my family traveled 7,000 miles in search of an old home, a new house, and the things we’d lost on the road in between.
"I'm so happy I'm still here. I'm so happy my life had faith in me."
Eat, pray, read.
After my dad died, the junk food we’d shared when I was a kid comforted me in a way that nothing else could.
No family gathers as completely as they do when someone dies, but by then they’re no longer complete.
"This too shall pass."
What you do you mean she didn't win?
This week, six women share their stories about how income disparity affects their relationships. Read that and other essays from Pacific Standard, Racked, The Offing, and more.
A little over a year after the actor's tragic suicide, Zelda Williams shared a touching message about coping with loss and sadness.
EastEnders actor Rakhee Thakrar started using #SayTheirName after her character on the show gave birth to a stillborn baby. Warning: This post contains images that some readers may find distressing.
Stephanie Rainey's emotional "Please Don't Go" sees nine people use pictures and written messages to pay tribute to those they've lost.
Some of the money raised from the Wisconsin sunflower attraction is being donated to hospitals and cancer research.
This week, Javaria Akbar explained how her childhood mosque was her safe space. Read that and other essays from OutHistory, Vulture, The Toast, and more.
For £400 you can soon distill the scent of your dead family member into a perfume bottle that comes in a nice box.
"I have lived 30 years in these 30 days. I am 30 years sadder. I feel like I am 30 years wiser."
They need your love to survive such a crushing loss.
After my mother died, nowhere felt like home – until I tried cooking the Gujarati food of my youth.
There's no right way to mourn. Tell us what's been best for you.
After eight years, I’ve finally started healing from my mom’s death. But losing my grief is almost as hard as losing her.
Instead of a cemetery, you could visit a memorial forest.
The Angel Gown Program supports families who have lost a baby.
She's infringing on your imaginary territory.
Advice from people who've been there.