My Experience With The 5 Stages Of Grief


    After my dad passed away when I was 14, I was too young to understand the importance of grieving, allowing myself to be sad, and experiencing all the emotions that come from losing a parent. Looking back now that I’m in my mid-twenties, I realize I dealt with his loss much later and not in a healthy way. I rebelled in high school, got drunk with my friends on the weekends, was sexually promiscuous, and lied to my mother about my whereabouts all the time. My sister was concerned about my behavior, but I didn’t see it that way. I lashed out at her and can remember that I actually hated her. I don’t of course now; I love her very much in fact, but then, I didn’t see it that way, that she was just trying to help me. She was just trying to deal with his loss herself. We all were.

    I didn’t think I would have to deal with another loss in my youth, because yes, I think I’m still too young to have no parents guide me through life, but it happened. After my mom passed away, I promised myself I would give myself time to grieve and allow myself to feel every emotion that came my way. The loss of losing my mom was, and still is, so significant, I knew I couldn't 'hide my feelings,' and that if I did, it would probably affect me negatively in the long run. Here’s my experience with the 5 stages of grief:

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    On Dealing With Grief - Why I Decided To Travel


    "First, make yourself happy, then everything else will fall into place," as my mom used to tell me growing up. When my mom passed away last August from cancer, I made a vow to do just that, and to always be honest with myself and with others as her death gave me a new perspective on life.

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