There was nothing to bargain for since my great grandmother was already dead when I heard the news. However, if I did go through bargaining, the stage was tremendously fast and spontaneous. My emotions would have transferred from anger to bargaining then back to anger. Continuing, I was utterly depressed for almost two weeks. I had just started getting emotionally close to my Grandma Turner and with her being gone, I didn’t know what to do with myself. My appetite was replaced with bed rest so I did not eat much and my school grades were slowly dropping due to the lack of commitment. The showing and funeral were all a blur to the point I can barely remember any of the events to this day. All I remember is crying, crying and more crying on my behalf. At the end of two weeks, I was able to go through the motions of the day without crying. However, the depression lasted with all the family members arguing over great grandma’s personal items and everyone taking what they wanted. The entire scene was a blood bath because no one was getting along. Family members started dividing into teams on who is right or who gets what. Even to this very moment, the family is still divided and my great grandmother’s death was three years ago. When asked what possessions I wanted, my reply was nothing. If I could ask for anything, then the wish would be to have my Grandma Turner
There was nothing to bargain for since my great grandmother was already dead when I heard the news. However, if I did go through bargaining, the stage was tremendously fast and spontaneous. My emotions would have transferred from anger to bargaining then back to anger. Continuing, I was utterly depressed for almost two weeks. I had just started getting emotionally close to my Grandma Turner and with her being gone, I didn’t know what to do with myself. My appetite was replaced with bed rest so I did not eat much and my school grades were slowly dropping due to the lack of commitment. The showing and funeral were all a blur to the point I can barely remember any of the events to this day. All I remember is crying, crying and more crying on my behalf. At the end of two weeks, I was able to go through the motions of the day without crying. However, the depression lasted with all the family members arguing over great grandma’s personal items and everyone taking what they wanted. The entire scene was a blood bath because no one was getting along. Family members started dividing into teams on who is right or who gets what. Even to this very moment, the family is still divided and my great grandmother’s death was three years ago. When asked what possessions I wanted, my reply was nothing. If I could ask for anything, then the wish would be to have my Grandma Turner