Grief Doesn't Haunt You, It waits.

TRIGGER WARNING: DISCUSSES THE TOPIC OF SUICIDE.

In 2009, I lost a friend to suicide. For over a decade, I lived with an impossible question: “How did I miss the signs?” There was guilt and anger. But mostly, silence. I didn't know what or how to feel, let alone how to name it.

Even imagining speaking to her; asking her “why”  seemed like a trespass. Like I was turning her memory into an interrogation. The truth is, that question felt heavier than she deserved.I spent years chasing that “why.” But there is no clean answer. Eventually, I stopped searching for  this kind of  "closure" and started paying attention to the grief itself and how it moves through us. How we avoid it to survive, and how it never really leaves.

As I sat with that grief, I noticed something else: Generational trauma shapes the way we carry loss. This wasn't a conclusion I came to because it caused my friend’s death (although it could have in ways I will never know), but it did shape how I coped with it. It shaped the discomfort I felt around emotion and the need to look functional even when I was breaking.

I saw that same pattern in other people too. My friends, siblings, families; all trying to make sense of this kind of pain while still carrying their own emotional inheritance. 

That’s what this film is about. Not answers, but presence. Not solving grief, but witnessing it. Not breaking the cycle in one dramatic gesture, but learning how to  recognize it and sit with the pain long enough to see what it’s really saying.