I knew I couldn’t expect it to be easy getting over Dad’s
death, but I’m heartily sick of the roller coaster that is ‘grief’.
I think I’m doing pretty good; feel like I’m creeping up the
next grief roller coaster hill into acceptance, only to find myself whizzing
down the next dip in the tracks back to heartbroken. And I must say that I seriously hate
heartbroken. It sucks; full of tears and
woe and red puffy eyes. Worse, I know that
the next stage is anger.
I’ve done it so often now that I’m pretty sure I’m not even
holding on to the bars to keep me in the seat.
When does it stop!
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Thanks. Better check it out but it should be up today!