A night of crying together

This is an exploration of grief through a personal story. When death is very much an internalised taboo, grieving translates into a secretive and frustrating journey almost impossible to share. Spending time creating this graphic essay with tenderness, compassion, and even humour, revealed to be a tool in itself to process my feelings, and in my own way, reaching out to others.

“A night of crying together” is beyond doubts a ludicrous title -but also a disarming invite. Because the words we don’t speak out of uncertainty, like the stories we don’t tell, risk never existing.

The font is “Sunday Morning” by Zaffar Ansari.

This story was part of “Filling in what was left out”, a group exhibition on Visual Storytelling organised by Rose Stories.

Client:

Rose Stories