The first stage of grief is denial. I don't know the others well I never seem to get past that first one. I tell myself that I don't care I deny my own feelings And never seem to get past that "I don't mourn a stranger, It doesn't bother me I never knew him"
Eventually I plan to write a full five stages of grief poem... But first I need to think of a situation where I've actually gotten through all five. I don't typically get far in the grief process. I always seem to get stuck at ether denial or a bitter, angry hatred.