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Fairy tale therapy. Lyra and the Fawn. Dedicated to all women who have lost their child

A friend of mine had a miscarriage. It was such a traumatic event that she ended up in the hospital two weeks later. I spent the first few days with her, just being physically near her: walking, listening, going grocery shopping, hugging, crying. But she didn't get any better. Her sister decided to call 911. After the hospital, she'll have to deal with the trauma for a long time. Right now, she's completely closed off and doesn't want anything. As a form of consolation for her and all women who have been in her shoes, I wrote a short story and recorded it on video (thanks to Grok - AI video and image generator). In a quiet forest lived a woman named Lyra, whose heart ached after a miscarriage. She blamed herself, thinking she had failed her baby. Every night, Lyra sat by the river, whispering apologies to the stars. One evening, a soft light descended from the sky, and the soul of her child appeared as a small deer with glowing eyes. "Mama, you gave me the spark of life, and I thank
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A friend of mine had a miscarriage. It was such a traumatic event that she ended up in the hospital two weeks later.

I spent the first few days with her, just being physically near her: walking, listening, going grocery shopping, hugging, crying. But she didn't get any better. Her sister decided to call 911.

After the hospital, she'll have to deal with the trauma for a long time. Right now, she's completely closed off and doesn't want anything. As a form of consolation for her and all women who have been in her shoes, I wrote a short story and recorded it on video (thanks to Grok - AI video and image generator).

Text of the fairy story:

In a quiet forest lived a woman named Lyra, whose heart ached after a miscarriage. She blamed herself, thinking she had failed her baby. Every night, Lyra sat by the river, whispering apologies to the stars.

One evening, a soft light descended from the sky, and the soul of her child appeared as a small deer with glowing eyes.

"Mama, you gave me the spark of life, and I thank you for it," said the soul. "Because of you, I now dance on the higher planes of existence, where all is light and love."

Lyra felt warmth, and her guilt began to fade.

"You are not to blame for anything, you gave me a beginning," whispered the deer, touching her cheek.

Lyra smiled for the first time in months, embracing the light of the soul. From then on, she carried its words in her heart, healing under the stars.

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