My dad died when I was fifteen. I didn't cry. Until 3 months later. I guess I was in denial. I suppose sometimes grief can be delayed. I once read of a woman who was so peeved her husband died and left her alone, she stayed mad at him for 10 years. It was only after she let go of the rage that she was able to grieve him. After 10 years.
My dad died when I was fifteen. I didn't cry. Until 3 months later. I guess I was in denial. I suppose sometimes grief can be delayed. I once read of a woman who was so peeved her husband died and left her alone, she stayed mad at him for 10 years. It was only after she let go of the rage that she was able to grieve him. After 10 years.
Yomi...
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