5 Stages of grief
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Ongoing6m
Last published Fri, May 19, 2023
my first story i guess,, erm I was just feeling silly to write this :3
(if some of these are inaccurate, please tell me!! i dont want to go around saying misinformation of probably a very traumatic experience to people who had grief before)
(also a little spoiler: the "but at what cost." at the end of stage 5: acceptance means that one of your loved ones will also go through it, or even YOU might go through it again >_<)
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