A couple of weeks after Arthur
died I wrote in my journal, “I don’t remember one of the stages of grief being hell. That’s where I am right now.” A
few weeks later I wrote, “I’m in the wanting-to-break-something stage of grief
now.”
Two months in I wrote, My stages of grief so far:
- Shock. Total numbness.
- NO! This made me feel like a 2-year-old, shouting ‘NO!’ at the top of my lungs while crying. Lasting at least six weeks, this stage isn’t through yet. This is also the time of magical thinking, like a young child.
- Goddamn It. Started about week 7. Not anger at Arthur, just general displeasure at how life looks.
After four months I wrote, “What
stage am I in now? What comes up is dullness.
A dull plodding through the days, because the weight of the reality has sunk
in. Arthur is not coming back, I’m going to have to face living the rest of my
life without him. It’s an acceptance of sorts, but a very unhappy one. There’s
been a return of the bone-weary tiredness.”
For years I had heard about the ‘five
stages of grief’: denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance.
But when I actually got to the point of experiencing
grief these didn’t fit my experience at all. When someone has already died how
does bargaining enter the picture?
With a little research I
learned that Elisabeth KΓΌbler-Ross delineated these famous stages for people who were dying, not for those who were grieving.
I’ve read a number of books
about grief and hadn’t found any that describe the stages of grief in a way
that matched my experience until I found Giving
Sorrow Words, by Candy Lightner and Nancy Hathaway. Ms. Lightner founded
MADD, Mothers Against Drunk Drivers, after her 13-year-old daughter was killed
by a drunk driver. Ms. Lightner learned that psychologists have identified
various patterns of grieving, and one of these, by psychoanalyst Dr. John
Bowlby (1907-1990), resonated with me.
Dr. Bowlby broke grief down
into four stages: shock and numbness, yearning and searching, disorganization
and despair, and reorganization.