grief may be a thing we all have in common. but it looks different on everyone.
it isn't just death we have to grief. it's loss. it's change.
and, when we wonder why it has to suck so much sometimes, has to hurt so bad, the thing we got to remember is that it can turn on dime.
that's how you stay alive. when it hurts so much you can't breathe, that's how you survive.
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grief comes in it's own time for everyone. in it's own way. so the best we can do. the best anyone can do. is try for honesty.
the really crappy thing, the very worst part of grief, is that you can't control it. the best we can do is try to let ourselves heal it when it comes. and let it go, when we can.
the very worst part is that the minute you think you've passed it, it starts all over again. and always, everytime, it takes your breathe away.
there are five stages of grief. they look different on all of us, but there are always five.
denial.
anger.
bargaining.
depression.
acceptance.
posted by ines aires (deu trabalho, e pode ter erros.. escrevi enquanto tava a ouvir na televisao)
