I am learning that the death of a spouse is a psychological nightmare! There are more than just the five stages of...grief; there are the ten stages of guilt; the 100 stages of regret; the 1000 stages of "mis-memories"; the 10000 stages of hesitancy about life moving forward; and the 100000 stages of stupidity about all previous stages.
I find myself in a number of psychological conundra. What to do about this friendship; or that new interest; or that old mistake! So many things to be sorry for. So many things to misremember. So many things to crawl under a rock for...
Is life nothing but regret? Are there real things to be proud of, to be happy for? I wonder.
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