My Emotions Of Grief, Anger, And Depression

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Dealing with death it impacts my emotions in the following three ways: Grief, Anger and Depression.
Grief is the state of emotional feelings that I went through after the death of my mother. In 1987, my mother was diagnosed with lung cancer and the doctors only gave her 6 to 18 months to live. When she told me, I was so devastated I just didn’t know what to do. During those months I was grieving before she died because I just didn’t know what to do. I did everything in my heart begging my mother not to have the surgery. It has been a known fact that once you have surgery cancer spreads, so that’s why I didn’t want her to do that. Cancer is such a deadly disease and it is cause a lot of families to be without their loved one. Families grieves
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I was so devastated after the death of my mother that once everything was over I went into a very bad depression. I went to see a Therapist because I was not understanding why this had to happen to me. I knew all about death but to lose my mother that just took me into another frame of mind. I didn’t want to eat but at that time my mother died I was pregnant with my son so I knew that I couldn’t put my life or my baby life in danger. I just sat in my mother’s bedroom and look at all the memories of her for weeks after weeks. She really left a good impression on everyone that came across her path while on this earth. My family was very worried about my health after the death of my mother with me just lying around not doing anything at all, not wanting to be around no one. What I learned from this is being depressed doesn’t help at all. I must learn from this that death has no name on it. You never know when it’s you time to die so just live your life to the fullest and make the best of it every day like it’s your last day on this earth.
In my conclusion, I dealt with death in three different ways and it was grief, anger and depression. I just know that dealing with death and how it impacts you in several different ways is your choice on how you want to deal with the death of a loved one. No one can tell you how to deal with death, you just

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