Death is part of living, but, when it's close to home it can leave us feeling vulnerable dealing with so many mixed and powerful emotions, anger, frustration, overwhelm, fear, and guilt. My personal experience dealing with the loss of my family, certainly taught me something about living and it enables me to cherish every moment of the life I have.
Emotional baggage, we ALL carry it to varying degrees... even YOU!... It's that imaginary backpack that we drag around with us and continually fill it up with anxieties, worries, inner criticism, and negative thoughts. It's those unprocessed painful emotions from past losses.
When I took the time to look back at my life, I realized that I had experienced so many losses, but never in a million years had I attached the word grief to any of those negative and painful feelings. It was only when my family died, that I allowed myself to acknowledge my emotional pain and call it grief.
Write something about yourself. No need to be fancy, just an overview.