That is how I feel. This is a battle everyday, and everyday brings new feelings. I am mad, I am angry, and I am pissed. I don’t feel like I deserve any of this. I am a good person. I go to Church, I love me family, I always lend a hand, I am a nurturer.
Why are all these feelings being brought up you may ask??? Because I am the third youngest person in the ICU right now. Which was maybe suppose to make me feel better…till I asked a question ???
“Are they sick?” “No, one is a drug addict and one is an alcoholic.” I should have known by the young screams I heard in the middle of the night. Just great when I’m trying to sleep!
WTH??? So today I am bitter, and it’s best I stay in my room and have no contact with any roommates. Yesterday I was so upbeat..whatever.
Okay John.. end on a good note??? let me think….wow, today I am really grasping at straws…. okay I have one :
I am thankful I love my family and friends and they haven’t pissed me off yet 🙂
Hi, Jen. Anger, bitterness, etc are all normal parts of grief. Let her rip! I’ve even gotten really darn mad at God in the past. His amazing love can handle it. 🙂