My Husband Kept the Peace by Making Me Absorb Every Conflict With His Mother — So I Stopped Paying the Bill
It’s just a thermostat.
It’s just a photograph, we can put it somewhere else.
Don’t make it bigger than it needs to be. Each of those sentences is an act of measurement — someone other than you deciding how large your loss is allowed to be, how much grief is proportionate, how much objection is reasonable.
And the terrible thing is that if you hear those measurements often enough, from people you love, you begin to adopt them.
You begin to distrust your own sense of scale.
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