Hurt.

I am not sure which is worse: dealing with hurt or not knowing how to deal with grief. Grief. Grieving. They say there are seven stages. "Which one am I in now?" I ask myself. How long will this go? But, I must be strong. The others are counting on me. I have things to do. Things to accomplish. I cannot be held down. Weighed down. Why is this such a burden. Can it not be over already? Why can't my mind be free? Why can't my heart be light? Light. That is what I hold on to most. He is faithful. He will not abandon me. HE WILL NOT ABANDON ME.