Some losses are worth enough, that it’s okay to cry over them, time and again. I like to think it’s honoring them, showing respect, towards something that was yours, and is unfortunately no more.
Coincidently, two random sitcoms mentioned the 5 stages of grief. You know the jargon : Denial, anger, bargaining, depression, acceptance.
Denied, and stood strong.
Yelled and screamed.
Bargained. Perhaps.
Depression. Not sure if this is over, or yet to come.
Acceptance. Definitely not there yet.
This.is.scary.
I was really hoping this was some mushy jargon for the TV. Please tell me I'm just tired and thinking too much - and this stuff is only true for sitcoms.
I'd hate to accept. Because then there'd be another stage. Defeat.
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it's all topsy turvy to me..neways.....i was just thinking it would definitely be fun to interview u (not to be taken in a strict sense) ..only if thinks its not as vile an idea ??
awaiting ur riposte.. @!
bye
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"Because then there'd be another stage. Defeat."
If we keep this stage of grief in perspective always, it'd make us wiser about which battles are worth fighting for.
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