There are five stages of grief; denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance.
There are five stages of grief; denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance.
I lost my mother in a very sudden incident, and I can’t stop reliving the situation on how she could have been saved. I can’t stop feeling that it was preventable and my fault.
My father died in the line of duty, and I can’t help but feel that what he did was both heroic and preventable. I don’t know why he enlisted when he could have been safe at home. It makes me angry; how can I help justify his decision and not be angry with him?
My parent died from severe illness; how do I know that I won’t die from the same thing?
I keep thinking that my mom is going to come back, that when the phone ringing it is her calling, that at any point she’s going to walk in the front door. How can I convince myself that she is gone?
In the blurry, awful period immediately after my father died, the house where I’d spent half my life no longer felt like mine. Everything felt too quiet, too still. The lingering air of death and sadness was heavy all around us. The family dogs refused to leave my parents’ bedroom and even the sun seemed reluctant to shine, obscured behind a cloudy snowstorm that lasted all night and the following day.