Life goes on with whatever pieces of past it has to carry with it; it never stops. Just like a flowing river gives freshness while stagnant bread insects, life feels later with unsolved grief. Many of us have suffered the loss of our loved ones due to the persisting pandemic. Memories strike with moments, reminding us of the time we spent with the lost ones in the past, the discomfort we feel at that every fraction of a second, the uneasiness of soul is grief.
According to research, there are seven emotional stages of grief: shock or disbelief, denial, bargaining, guilt, anger, depression, and acceptance/hope. The acceptance stage is found to be the most difficult since many people aren't able to accept that their loved ones are gone and that they can't bring them back.
This grief has many of its effects, causing a change in an unhealthy way in our life. Grief is also associated with unemployment, illness, the end of relationships, toxic people, and the loss of people from our lives though they still exist in the world. An individual can go through physical, behavioral, mental, emotional destruction and construction of mindset, alot affecting the current ongoing life. The relations with living people get devastated due to the grievances that the loss of death has caused.
Depression takes away in such circumstances. The various types of unspoken struggles we go through with ourselves turn to self-hatred and repulsive thoughts. To deal with this grief, one has to be self-aware, know qualities and talents, work on them, and build a better survival. Over a time span, we think we're over the grief we once felt, but again a raging sorrow is somewhere still hidden in us, which bursts one day with a slight remembrance.
We never completely get over the loss of a loved one because, well, we loved them. The fact that the loss is so difficult to accept is proof of this love. The void unfilled, which can't be filled by any replacement, the place only destined for that particular one thing or person, which no one else can ever occupy, starts eating us from within. We name it the 'memories just hitting me' thing because we don't recognize what it actually is. It is like you might have a tough time concentrating or focusing on simple tasks. You might sleep more than usual or not be able to sleep at all. Your chest might feel tight or as if your heart has sunk into your stomach. As time goes by, the intensity of our grief might lessen.
When we try to move on with life, with those unsettled emotions, they keep coming back like the ocean waves, hitting the shore harder each time. We have to identify what this feeling is, and fight back, overcome the stiffness inside. Instead of drowning in the sorrow of the go, let's fetch a plank and make way through the stream. When completely solved, life becomes like a fresh flowing river again.
Why let the clutches of the past choke your present?
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