When wewe use greif in your uandishi it's very important wewe get it right so here is a short makala to help you.
Here is an extract from link
Grief is a somewhat commplicated and misunderstood emotion. Yet, grief is something that, unfortunately, we must all experience at some time au other. We will all inevitably experience loss. Whether it is a loss through death, divorce au some other loss, the stages of grieving are the same.
The five stages of grief are:
1-Denial-"this can't be happening to me", looking for the former spouse in familia places, au if it is death, setting the meza, jedwali for the person au uigizaji as if they are still in living there. No crying. Not accepting au even acknowledging the loss.
2-Anger-"why me?", feelings of wanting to fight back au get even with spouse of divorce, for death, anger at the deceased, blaming them for leaving.
3-Bargaining-bargaining often takes place before the loss. Attempting to make deals with the spouse who is leaving, au attempting to make deals with God to stop au change the loss. Begging, wishing, praying for them to come back.
4-Depression-overwhelming feelings of hopelessness, frustration, bitterness, self pity, mourning loss of person as well as the hopes, dreams and plans for the future. Feeling lack of control, feeling numb. Perhaps feeling suicidal.
5-Acceptance-there is a difference between resignation and acceptance. wewe have to accept the loss, not just try to kubeba it quietly. Realization that it takes two to make au break a marriage. Realization that the person is gone (in death) that it is not their fault, they didn't leave wewe on purpose. (even in cases of suicide, often the deceased person, was not in their right frame of mind) Finding the good that can come out of the pain of loss, finding comfort and healing. Our goals turn toward personal growth. Stay with fond memories of person.
When wewe write it's very important wewe use these steps properly and in that order.
Thought it's very tempting to make your character angry, grief is zaidi powerful than anger.
Though grief shouldn't be misused for minor things when anger would be zaidi apropiate.
A good example of this, I think, is in Wolverine, when his wife was killed and he was instantly angry. I thought something was a bit off about it and that it was a bit cold and the reason for this was I don't think it was powerful enough. This is because anger was used when it should have been denial. And though it was well done, it could have been better if the writer had been zaidi skillful when using grief. (I'm not bagging out Wolverine. It's one of my favortie movies. PLEASE DON'T SUE ME.)
I hope this will help to improve your writing.
Thank wewe for reading.
Happy writing.
Here is an extract from link
Grief is a somewhat commplicated and misunderstood emotion. Yet, grief is something that, unfortunately, we must all experience at some time au other. We will all inevitably experience loss. Whether it is a loss through death, divorce au some other loss, the stages of grieving are the same.
The five stages of grief are:
1-Denial-"this can't be happening to me", looking for the former spouse in familia places, au if it is death, setting the meza, jedwali for the person au uigizaji as if they are still in living there. No crying. Not accepting au even acknowledging the loss.
2-Anger-"why me?", feelings of wanting to fight back au get even with spouse of divorce, for death, anger at the deceased, blaming them for leaving.
3-Bargaining-bargaining often takes place before the loss. Attempting to make deals with the spouse who is leaving, au attempting to make deals with God to stop au change the loss. Begging, wishing, praying for them to come back.
4-Depression-overwhelming feelings of hopelessness, frustration, bitterness, self pity, mourning loss of person as well as the hopes, dreams and plans for the future. Feeling lack of control, feeling numb. Perhaps feeling suicidal.
5-Acceptance-there is a difference between resignation and acceptance. wewe have to accept the loss, not just try to kubeba it quietly. Realization that it takes two to make au break a marriage. Realization that the person is gone (in death) that it is not their fault, they didn't leave wewe on purpose. (even in cases of suicide, often the deceased person, was not in their right frame of mind) Finding the good that can come out of the pain of loss, finding comfort and healing. Our goals turn toward personal growth. Stay with fond memories of person.
When wewe write it's very important wewe use these steps properly and in that order.
Thought it's very tempting to make your character angry, grief is zaidi powerful than anger.
Though grief shouldn't be misused for minor things when anger would be zaidi apropiate.
A good example of this, I think, is in Wolverine, when his wife was killed and he was instantly angry. I thought something was a bit off about it and that it was a bit cold and the reason for this was I don't think it was powerful enough. This is because anger was used when it should have been denial. And though it was well done, it could have been better if the writer had been zaidi skillful when using grief. (I'm not bagging out Wolverine. It's one of my favortie movies. PLEASE DON'T SUE ME.)
I hope this will help to improve your writing.
Thank wewe for reading.
Happy writing.
The sun is up in the sky
i watch it in the big blue ksky
And i ask myslef,"why?"
i stare at the ceiling.
then i get a strange felling.
and this felling is still being.
and then i ask,"why?"
What do i see in those eyes?
what do i see in you?
even thought i still despise.
i always ask myslef,"why?"
ask me that question,"why?"
i say i dont know
they tell me dont lie
so then i speak th truth.
i know that in my heart
i will always upendo you
your eyes that shine like he sun
being with wewe is always fun
one siku i will tell you,hun
that wewe are the only one
sorry,not all the words rhyme.im not the best at making poems,but i wanted to share it with wewe anyways
i watch it in the big blue ksky
And i ask myslef,"why?"
i stare at the ceiling.
then i get a strange felling.
and this felling is still being.
and then i ask,"why?"
What do i see in those eyes?
what do i see in you?
even thought i still despise.
i always ask myslef,"why?"
ask me that question,"why?"
i say i dont know
they tell me dont lie
so then i speak th truth.
i know that in my heart
i will always upendo you
your eyes that shine like he sun
being with wewe is always fun
one siku i will tell you,hun
that wewe are the only one
sorry,not all the words rhyme.im not the best at making poems,but i wanted to share it with wewe anyways
My eyes traveled over to the waitress, and underneath the cuff of her uniform I saw a dagger-slash on her wrist, still throbbing with a small smidge of blood.
"It was an early March morning, so early that the sky still had streaks of orange and pink in it."
Is it possible to fall in upendo with someone you’ve never met
Your only knowledge stemming from information you’ve seen au read
Before I knew of his existence I would have stated no
Yet the first time I saw him my moyo begged to never let go
It isn’t rational
au logical
Though upendo rarely is
I can’t make my moyo stop wishing that I held his
And I know it's stupid and silly to believe
In some kind of fairy tale
The perfect prince for me
But every time I see that smile
I can’t help but feel
That one siku we could share
A upendo that is real
Your only knowledge stemming from information you’ve seen au read
Before I knew of his existence I would have stated no
Yet the first time I saw him my moyo begged to never let go
It isn’t rational
au logical
Though upendo rarely is
I can’t make my moyo stop wishing that I held his
And I know it's stupid and silly to believe
In some kind of fairy tale
The perfect prince for me
But every time I see that smile
I can’t help but feel
That one siku we could share
A upendo that is real
this is aqua
ON STORMY CLOUDS
I’VE SEEN HIM SIT
THIS DARK Angel FAIR
WITH FOLDED AND SHIMMERING
GOSSAMER WINGS
AND MOON BEAMS IN HIS HAIR
WITH BURNING EYES
TO EARTH HE SLIDES
SEEKING TO FEEL THE GROUND
THEN SPREAD HIS
RAVEN FEATHERED WINGS
CASTING HIS MAGICK SHADOW ‘ROUND
THIS ANGELS TOUCH
IS A COMFORTS SONG
SOFT AS A VELVET CLOAK
AND WHEN HE REACHES
TO RIGHT THE WRONG
HIS WORDS ARE FEELINGS SPOKE
ON HOOF AND WING, I WATCHED HIM SAIL
MY DARK Angel FAIR
TO SOME ARCANE ABODE
WE KNOW NOT WHERE
TILL HIS inayofuata ASSIGNMENT
AND THE FUTURE HAS BEEN FORETOLD
FOR THE LAST FLIGHT
THIS DARK Angel TAKES
IS A PIED-PIPERS GATHERING
FOR ALL THE SOULS HE’S TOUCHED
LISTENING TO THE SHADOWY
SONGS THEY’LL NOW SING
I’VE SEEN HIM SIT
THIS DARK Angel FAIR
WITH FOLDED AND SHIMMERING
GOSSAMER WINGS
AND MOON BEAMS IN HIS HAIR
WITH BURNING EYES
TO EARTH HE SLIDES
SEEKING TO FEEL THE GROUND
THEN SPREAD HIS
RAVEN FEATHERED WINGS
CASTING HIS MAGICK SHADOW ‘ROUND
THIS ANGELS TOUCH
IS A COMFORTS SONG
SOFT AS A VELVET CLOAK
AND WHEN HE REACHES
TO RIGHT THE WRONG
HIS WORDS ARE FEELINGS SPOKE
ON HOOF AND WING, I WATCHED HIM SAIL
MY DARK Angel FAIR
TO SOME ARCANE ABODE
WE KNOW NOT WHERE
TILL HIS inayofuata ASSIGNMENT
AND THE FUTURE HAS BEEN FORETOLD
FOR THE LAST FLIGHT
THIS DARK Angel TAKES
IS A PIED-PIPERS GATHERING
FOR ALL THE SOULS HE’S TOUCHED
LISTENING TO THE SHADOWY
SONGS THEY’LL NOW SING
19 December
It's been almost a mwaka since Freak died. For a while, people always used to say to me, "I'm sorry." I hated that. I yelled at them, "Feel sorry for Freak! I'm still alive!"
They shouldn't feel sorry for me. Freak taught me what it meant to walk tall. He tought me that remembering is only an invention of the mind, and if wewe try hard enough, wewe can remember anything. I try to remember everything Freak told me; and sometimes, it works. Then it slips away.
For a while after Freak died, I went back to being the critter hiding out in Down Under. Then one day, it hit me, and hard. If I had died, I wouldn't want Freak to do what I was doing. I would want him to continue Freak The Mighty.
And that made all the difference.
I try to make Freak proud; maybe I'm even succeeding. I just know that Freak changed the way I saw things, and I owe him that much; to keep Freak The Mighty alive.
-Max-
It's been almost a mwaka since Freak died. For a while, people always used to say to me, "I'm sorry." I hated that. I yelled at them, "Feel sorry for Freak! I'm still alive!"
They shouldn't feel sorry for me. Freak taught me what it meant to walk tall. He tought me that remembering is only an invention of the mind, and if wewe try hard enough, wewe can remember anything. I try to remember everything Freak told me; and sometimes, it works. Then it slips away.
For a while after Freak died, I went back to being the critter hiding out in Down Under. Then one day, it hit me, and hard. If I had died, I wouldn't want Freak to do what I was doing. I would want him to continue Freak The Mighty.
And that made all the difference.
I try to make Freak proud; maybe I'm even succeeding. I just know that Freak changed the way I saw things, and I owe him that much; to keep Freak The Mighty alive.
-Max-
preface
if the one person wewe told the truth to all the time was now the one person wewe have to keep it away from, would you?
would wewe be able to lie through your teeth and pray that he believes you? what if he was the one person wewe told everything to, he was the one who keeps wewe from falling apart, but if wewe told him anything he might be the one to bring wewe tummbling down.
if wewe had to chose between lieing to him, hurting him, and keeping him away from you, what would wewe chose? because if wewe dont chose right, he may very well die.
if the one person wewe told the truth to all the time was now the one person wewe have to keep it away from, would you?
would wewe be able to lie through your teeth and pray that he believes you? what if he was the one person wewe told everything to, he was the one who keeps wewe from falling apart, but if wewe told him anything he might be the one to bring wewe tummbling down.
if wewe had to chose between lieing to him, hurting him, and keeping him away from you, what would wewe chose? because if wewe dont chose right, he may very well die.
