So far my entire life consist of over thinking and questioning what it means to live and die. After losing my mother to Breast Cancer February 2 2016, I often found myself crying till my head started pounding and unfortunately I stopped believing in life. I started questioning whether everything I worked hard for was worth it, considering that I would one day, die and lose it all. When I lost my mother it felt as if I lost apart of myself and even till this day, I continue to search for that missing piece. Losing a parent or a guardian is a devastating event that will always have fresh wounds but there are multiple ways to deal with such hardship and difficulties. …show more content…
There are five stages of grief, denial, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance. Through my personal experience I discovered that not every maneuvers through these stages in an orderly manner or at the same pace.
As we all know by now no single human being is the same, even twins are not 100% the same. With this being said, every one deals with grief differently; but many people deal with grief in the form of the five state of grief. This paper is written about the stages of grief that I have completed and I am now dealing with. Unfortunately I am still dealing with depression and doubt I will reach the acceptance stage any time soon. Everyone reacts differently to death and employs personal coping mechanisms for grief. (Clay, Rebecca 2010) When my mother died I was in shock, I had unrealistic expectation about life. I believed that ultimately my mother would not die because god would not allow such a good person like my mother to die. I could not accept that she was no longer breathing or laughing; I found myself calling her phone number expecting her to answer my calls. My mother was sick for five years until she passed away, five years of pure pain, tears and hard work. I can not fathom how broken I was, especially since I was separated from my mother for 10 years with minimum contact. I started to feel like I was crazy but I soon realized that this was my own personal way of coping with such a traumatic event. “Loss is understood as a natural part of life, but we can still be overcome by shock and confusion, leading to prolonged periods of sadness or depression.” (Nordal 2011) Through my experience and personal interactions with other I have discovered that many people often find themselves calling the person they have lost or going to their homes, or even texting them hoping to receive a reply. After I realized that no matter what I did I could not bring my mother back I became angry. I became angry at God for being so wicked and taking my mother away. I became angry at the societal system, upset at how the rich were able to afford a second chance and the poor only