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“Grief, I’ve learned, is just love. It’s all the love you want to give, but cannot. All that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in that hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.”
― Jamie Anderson
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This was a part of a post on a great blog I follow “Don’t Lose Hope”
I had a quick, emotional reaction (triggered). Four or five responses agreed that grief is just love with no place to go.
I am amazed, none of my childhood abuse and the grief that has followed me, has any connection to love.
We feel betrayal’s grief is love?
I feel the opposite, betrayal is closer to hate.
Is your PTSD grief just love with no place to go?
Now I see if we are grieving a friend maybe love with nowhere to go.
If we are grieving a loss, things change.
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PTSD - A Way Out.com 
Posted by Akriti Jain on June 24, 2022 at 4:10 pm
For me grief might not be love with no place to go…but more of an expectation that was never fulfilled.
Posted by Marty on June 24, 2022 at 4:15 pm
Interesting expectation that was never fulfilled
Thank you for sharing
I can see different types of grief
Grieving a lost loved one is much different than grieving an abusive childhood.
Posted by Akriti Jain on June 24, 2022 at 4:22 pm
True… and so is the response to grief. People react differently to the same situation. All we can do is try to be kind to ourselves and the people around us. We never know what a person might be going through.
Posted by Marty on June 24, 2022 at 4:43 pm
True with PTSD
The same situation experienced by five people, maybe only one gets PTSD
thanks for your insight
Posted by The Ascension Diet - Eating To Ascend on June 24, 2022 at 4:48 pm
https://eatingtoascend.com/2019/10/02/lovesick/
Posted by rudid96 on June 24, 2022 at 10:00 pm
Is. my grief Love with no place to go? Absolutely, unequivocally NO. Those words sound pretty, poetic, and may hold true for others but not for me. My grief is loss, and betrayal, among other things. I have grief for all the abuse, for the years I cannot get back, and for the intergenerational pattern of dysfunction. At this point, I am not a hold-out for love, unless one includes love of our animals.
Posted by Marty on June 24, 2022 at 10:38 pm
Well said
I am not alone