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Denial. The first stage of loss. “No, they’re not gone. Why would they be? They’ll be home when I get there, Won’t they?” Anger. Two on our list. “Don’t you dare tell me That they aren’t here! You know they are! Shut up! Stop!” Bargaining. Three. “What if I had done Something different? What if I turned left Instead of right? What if...” Depression. Number four. “Leave me alone. No. I really don’t Want to Talk About it.” Acceptance. The last. “It took so long, But now I know That they are In a better place. I have loved, And lost.”
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Aug 19, 2013
Aug 19, 2013 at 10:31 AM UTC
Loss
Denial. The first stage of loss. “No, they’re not gone. Why would they be? They’ll be home when I get there, Won’t they?” Anger. Two on our list. “Don’t you dare tell me That they aren’t here! You know they are! Shut up! Stop!” Bargaining. Three. “What if I had done Something different? What if I turned left Instead of right? What if...” Depression. Number four. “Leave me alone. No. I really don’t Want to Talk About it.” Acceptance. The last. “It took so long, But now I know That they are In a better place. I have loved, And lost.”
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Aug 19, 2013
Aug 19, 2013 at 10:31 AM UTC
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