‘The pressure to be happy can make suffering even lonelier,’ points out psychotherapist Charlotte Fox Weber. When my dad died unexpectedly, I found myself plunged into an all-consuming experience of grief. It felt like waking up in a world where I didn’t speak the language. Friends initially encouraged my efforts to process what I was feeling via unfiltered posts on social media, but I quickly worried that I was becoming a grief bore. Then, as people stopped asking how I was,
