Stages of crushed hope:
1) The break down.
After leading an averagely good life -a pretend life if you will- for a couple of weeks I finally realize that I am literally just tricking myself and I just well... break down.
Crying and crying till I couldn't anymore.
2) The rebound.
Then after wiping those tears or may be not, I go to the bar and become that sad loner drunk that everybody hates and every creepy guy wants to take advantage of.
I drink till they kick me out so i go back home and continue drinking till I pass out
3) The hangover
I wake up on the cold ceramic ground that I thought had a carpet, when I realize that it's on top of me.
Now I feel physical pain too.
Besides the urge to kill myself and puke I felt powerless and misery
4) The loneliness
I spend days laying under my covers with all kinds of garbage food and my laptop. I only occasionally get up to get some more food or go to the bathroom.
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Grief
Short StoryA road of agony, misery ,lost hope and a road to get out of it You'll just have to read and see
