Who decided that grief comes in five stages?
Denial. Anger. Bargaining. Depression. Acceptance.
Denial. Anger. Bargaining. Depression. Acceptance.
Denial. I never felt that.
As soon as I got the phone call, I knew it was true.
I knew that you were gone.
I knew that there was nothing I could do.
Bargaining. I don't even know what that means.
Depression. My whole life.
Acceptance. There was never another option.
There was nothing that was going to bring you back.
But Anger.
Anger is all I feel.
I'm angry that you gave up.
I'm angry that you decided that your life wasn't worth fighting for anymore.
I'm angry that you chose to leave us.
I'm angry that you wouldn't let me help you. You wouldn't let me save you from yourself.
I'm so angry that you couldn't be okay.
I'm angry. And I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry, mom. I miss you.
About the Creator
Kiwi
Hi! I'm 23 years old. I was born in California, grew up in New York, and am currently living in Florida. I love to write about a lot of things. I write a lot of poetry. I just want to share what I've got to say!
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