Stages of grief.....what a load of shite.
They are here, then they are gone. You cry, you sob, get used to your changed life, and you cry and sob some more.
What is right is about the guilt.
Guilt!
I feel guilty for wishing other people dead because how did they get to survive.
I feel guilty for getting on with my life like everything is normal. It's not. It's changed forever.
I'm half an orphan now. I'll never have both parents in my life again.
I can cherish the memories. Oh boy I cherish those memories but....
Fucking guilt!
It follows you like a dark shadow and it starts getting stupid. You feel guilty for enjoying food, for thanking god you got a full night sleep. You even feel guilty for crying cause you know he wouldn't want that.
But plenty people cope with grief. I'd love to know how.
Maybe the stages of grief are right?
Just not in the right order for me? It's a process people say.
Take it day by day.
I guess we'll do that then. And wait and see.
Grieving ........it's a bit shite.
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