I've thought about this. It's probably true but not very helpful. Nothing hurts more than pain. Without pain there is no hurt. And if we aren't hurting, we aren't in pain. There, there.

Are you not soothed? Are you not entertained?

But they're just words. And they're always just words. We've become accustomed to believing our words are important and our words make a difference. They don't. My words are not a balm to your suffering, no matter how kind, or insightful, or empathetic.

"What is grief but love persevering?" It wasn't his words that bonded his soul to hers, no matter how much the internet exploded. It was his presence. It was his touch. It was his being. Here, here.

Wherever you are, just be.