Anger
I don't often stay long at funerals. After finally realizing my friend is truly
dead, I find myself getting angry. I become a child again in my mind,
stomping my feet and having a tantrum. This isn't fair! You aren't allowed to
do that! You're supposed to be here! Why would you leave everyone like
this? This stage is often the hardest for me to contain, as no amount of
pillow-smashing or rock-throwing seems to help. I often find myself lashing
out at friends, family, and anyone who makes the slightest move towards
me.
Bargaining
As an atheist, I'm not always sure about this stage. The religious often try
making deals with their deity to bring their loved one back, perhaps for just
one more conversation. I have always classified this stage as being th