When Last We Left Our Heroine…
… I was thinking a lot about friendship. Oh, and I posted some song lyrics (Moby) and a small poem I guess I wrote. Well, I know I wrote it, but it wasn’t intended to be anything beyond what I was feeling, not a poem necessarily. Anyway, stuff has happened and most days you talk to me lately, I probably don’t seem like myself. Something happened a couple weeks ago (some of you know what it was) and it devastated me. It took a long time to not cry every day. The day after it happened, I cried almost all day. I was supposed to be at a conference in SF and bailed, as I would not have been able to face anyone. That whole week, I just cried hysterically every night. I couldn’t help it. Thankfully, Dominic understands and has just tried to support me. Eventually, I got better for awhile, sufficiently distracted and feeling more like myself. But the last couple days, it’s been hard again. Intermitten misty eyes, nothing like before, but still hurting again. Writing this isn’t helping right this minute, but I feel like getting this out will help when all’s said and done. That aside… let’s not talk about the circumstances, but I’d like to talk about my feelings and this depression. I have been dutifully taking my medication, and it’s not doing anything to quell this hurt. Such is life though. Rationally speaking, I know it’ll get better, and I know it’ll take some time. Without going into details, I knew this thing would happen eventually. While no one died, it almost feels like something did. Some part of me, maybe. So I’ve been thinking a lot about the stages of grief, kind of as a way to help myself get through this and back to normal. As a refresher, the seven stages of grief are:
- Shock & Denial
- Pain & Guilt
- Anger & Bargaining
- Depression, Reflection, & Loneliness
- The Upward Turn
- Reconstruction & Working Through
- Acceptance & Hope
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Posted on Wednesday May 5th