My biggest way of healing is talking. When I speak about what happened to my Milo it stops it going around and around in my head.
I will tell anyone his story just so that it takes a break from stinging me. I feel slightly lighter if I speak my Milo’s name, only for a short while though.
I also find writing things down and burning them very therapeutic. The things I write vary from the pain of missing my son to things that, if I said out loud I would be locked away. I think seeing the burn happen is also good for my soul as it means no one can ever read it and judge me for it.