write an article on coping with loss in 150-175 words

 essay on coping with loss

 an essay on coping with loss in 150-175 words

Coping with  loss

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Losing someone or something you love or care deeply about is very painful. You may experience all kinds of difficult emotions and it may feel like the pain and sadness you're experiencing will never let up. These are normal reactions to a significant loss. But while there is no right or wrong way to grieve, there are healthy ways to cope with the pain that, in time, can renew you and permit you to move on.

When faced with a loss, crisis or life-changing event, you are suddenly thrust into an unfamiliar world, one that can be frightening and unsettling.
Knowing some simple ways of coping and how to make it through the first few days or hours can help ease some of the sorrow.
This lens offers articles and resources along with helpful, healthy strategies for coping with a loss and the grief response that follows.
Sometime the best you can hope to do during times of challenge is remember the basics and take things one minute at at time, one hour at a time, one day at a time.
It can be helpful to realize that

On life's most difficult days all that we can do is simply take things moment by moment.

Face the loss

Share your feelings with others. You're suffering, and it's okay and it's healthy to seek out people who will take care of you.Ignore people who say unhelpful things such as "get over it", "stop being so sensitive", "I got over it quickly when it happened to me", etcYou can reconnect with such people when you're feeling stronger; until then, you don't need their impatience knocking against you.Let your pain come out. Let the tears flow. It is okay to cry even if you're not the kind of person who shows your feelings. Shift the focus as often as you can from the sadness, disappointment, anger and broken heart and try instead to remember the good times and the best things. Focusing on negative aspects to try and increase the intensity and duration of the pain from your loss won't change what has happened but will make you feel a great deal worse. Distract yourself. Too many thoughts going around your head in circles can lead to second guessing, wishing you'd being more this, that or the other or to other unhelpful thought processes. By getting busy and occupying yourself in tasks that require a different focus, you give yourself a break from constantly ruminating over the loss. Save things that remind you of your loved one or your lost dream. Don't let the "if-only" feelings take over. "If only I'd been nicer." "If only I'd made time to visit more often."

Music can be a very soothing way to cope when you're feeling loss and pain.

If someone tells you to "get over it," don't argue with them. This will just make you feel even worse, because it will make you feel as though you carry a weaker tolerance for emotions than someone else.

Life is beautiful – it has many wonderful surprises in store for you. So go ahead and smile, visit new places, and meet new people.

You are free to think of other things. There is nothing that says you have to keep dwelling on the loss to prove your sadness or to show others how much the loss means to you. People already know that you're devastated; you don't have to prove or explain anything.

Loss is as much a part of human existence as breathing. It is an everyday event: a lost wallet, earring, investment opportunity. In most cases, we ponder what might have happened, get a little agitated, and then quickly move on. But then there are losses that cant just be shrugged off voids that trigger a powerful kind of emotional response, like the one I had over my sister. Chances are, youve felt like this, too, if your home was somehow destroyed, you lost a job or a beloved pet, or your marriage ended in divorce. Maybe your health was devastated by a chronic illness or you experienced the death of a loved one.

Whenever a loss suddenly and irrevocably changes the course of your life, breaking the line from the past you cherished to the future you counted on, the complex feelings of pain you experience can all be classified as grief. The basic core of grief, says Holly Prigerson, an associate professor of psychiatry at HarvardMedicalSchool, is wanting what you can no longer have. Yet grief is not a standard, one-size-fits-all response to lifes woes. Your reactions will probably differ with every loss you experience sometimes unpredictably. (The death of a beloved pet, for example, might floor you more than the end of a marriage.) And how we each exhibit grief emotionally, psychologically, physically is as varied as our DNA. In fact, research overwhelmingly shows that there is no single, optimal way to grieve a loss, dations. Other findings are reassuring, too: The majority of us manage to heal, and many even find a positive outcome to our sadness. Grief can be a bittersweet beauty, says Robert A. Neimeyer, a professor of psychology at the University of Memphis. Its not something to be banished. It is a human experience to be lived, to be shared, and to be understood and used.

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Poet and journalist David Orr wrote a book several years ago entitled "The Road Not Taken: Finding America in the Poem Everyone Loves and Almost Everyone Gets Wrong," in which he analyzed the ways in which Americans often misunderstand "The Road Not Taken," choosing to read it as a paean to non-conformity. It has been used in commercials and television shows, often to emphasize one's willingness to assert individuality.

Given the American tendency to elevate individualism, this is not surprising. It is also tempting to read the poem in this way, considering both the title and the first stanza:

     Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
     And sorry I could not travel both
     And be one traveler, long I stood
     And looked down one as far as I could
     To where it bent in the undergrowth....

In the second line, the narrator laments his inability to have it all and confronts the fact that choices involve loss as much as they do gain. The sense of individualism is emphasized by "one traveler." However, consider what happens in the next stanza:

     Then took the other, as just as fair,
     And having perhaps the better claim,
     Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
     Though as for that the passing there
     Had worn them really about the same....

The other path was "as just as fair," suggesting that there is nothing particularly good or superior about the choice the narrator made. Though it looks slightly less traveled at first, the narrator admits that it really isn't very different from the other. Therefore, the path that seems to "[have] the better claim" is "really about the same" as the other.

He continues:

     And both that morning equally lay
     In leaves no step had trodden black.
     Oh, I kept the first for another day!
     Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
     I doubted if I should ever come back.

     I shall be telling this with a sigh
     Somewhere ages and ages hence:
     Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
     I took the one less traveled by,
     And that has made all the difference.

The paths are equal, which parallels the sense of their being the same. Because it is "morning," he sees both clearly. He retains memory of the other path but acknowledges that he will probably never return to it ("I doubted if I should ever come back"). This is a reflection on the fact that we often do not get the same opportunity twice, though there is always a possibility, hence his use of the verb "doubted." Once a path is taken, it can be difficult to turn around ("yet knowing how way leads on to way").

In the last stanza, there is a tone of resignation: "I shall be telling this with a sigh" as he imagines how he will reflect on his choice many years later. This seems to be the part of the poem that many people overlook: those moments of wistfulness, when we wonder how our journey could have gone differently. Would it have been better? This line undermines the optimistic reading that people are often inclined to give the poem. However, the final few lines are not so much self-affirming as they are imbued with acceptance.

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Poet and journalist David Orr wrote a book several years ago entitled "The Road Not Taken: Finding America in the Poem Everyone Loves and Almost Everyone Gets Wrong," in which he analyzed the ways in which Americans often misunderstand "The Road Not Taken," choosing to read it as a paean to non-conformity. It has been used in commercials and television shows, often to emphasize one's willingness to assert individuality.

Given the American tendency to elevate individualism, this is not surprising. It is also tempting to read the poem in this way, considering both the title and the first stanza:

     Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
     And sorry I could not travel both
     And be one traveler, long I stood
     And looked down one as far as I could
     To where it bent in the undergrowth....

In the second line, the narrator laments his inability to have it all and confronts the fact that choices involve loss as much as they do gain. The sense of individualism is emphasized by "one traveler." However, consider what happens in the next stanza:

     Then took the other, as just as fair,
     And having perhaps the better claim,
     Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
     Though as for that the passing there
     Had worn them really about the same....

The other path was "as just as fair," suggesting that there is nothing particularly good or superior about the choice the narrator made. Though it looks slightly less traveled at first, the narrator admits that it really isn't very different from the other. Therefore, the path that seems to "[have] the better claim" is "really about the same" as the other.

He continues:

     And both that morning equally lay
     In leaves no step had trodden black.
     Oh, I kept the first for another day!
     Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
     I doubted if I should ever come back.

     I shall be telling this with a sigh
     Somewhere ages and ages hence:
     Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
     I took the one less traveled by,
     And that has made all the difference.

The paths are equal, which parallels the sense of their being the same. Because it is "morning," he sees both clearly. He retains memory of the other path but acknowledges that he will probably never return to it ("I doubted if I should ever come back"). This is a reflection on the fact that we often do not get the same opportunity twice, though there is always a possibility, hence his use of the verb "doubted." Once a path is taken, it can be difficult to turn around ("yet knowing how way leads on to way").

In the last stanza, there is a tone of resignation: "I shall be telling this with a sigh" as he imagines how he will reflect on his choice many years later. This seems to be the part of the poem that many people overlook: those moments of wistfulness, when we wonder how our journey could have gone differently. Would it have been better? This line undermines the optimistic reading that people are often inclined to give the poem. However, the final few lines are not so much self-affirming as they are imbued with acceptance.

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~~

Poet and journalist David Orr wrote a book several years ago entitled "The Road Not Taken: Finding America in the Poem Everyone Loves and Almost Everyone Gets Wrong," in which he analyzed the ways in which Americans often misunderstand "The Road Not Taken," choosing to read it as a paean to non-conformity. It has been used in commercials and television shows, often to emphasize one's willingness to assert individuality.

Given the American tendency to elevate individualism, this is not surprising. It is also tempting to read the poem in this way, considering both the title and the first stanza:

     Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
     And sorry I could not travel both
     And be one traveler, long I stood
     And looked down one as far as I could
     To where it bent in the undergrowth....

In the second line, the narrator laments his inability to have it all and confronts the fact that choices involve loss as much as they do gain. The sense of individualism is emphasized by "one traveler." However, consider what happens in the next stanza:

     Then took the other, as just as fair,
     And having perhaps the better claim,
     Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
     Though as for that the passing there
     Had worn them really about the same....

The other path was "as just as fair," suggesting that there is nothing particularly good or superior about the choice the narrator made. Though it looks slightly less traveled at first, the narrator admits that it really isn't very different from the other. Therefore, the path that seems to "[have] the better claim" is "really about the same" as the other.

He continues:

     And both that morning equally lay
     In leaves no step had trodden black.
     Oh, I kept the first for another day!
     Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
     I doubted if I should ever come back.

     I shall be telling this with a sigh
     Somewhere ages and ages hence:
     Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
     I took the one less traveled by,
     And that has made all the difference.

The paths are equal, which parallels the sense of their being the same. Because it is "morning," he sees both clearly. He retains memory of the other path but acknowledges that he will probably never return to it ("I doubted if I should ever come back"). This is a reflection on the fact that we often do not get the same opportunity twice, though there is always a possibility, hence his use of the verb "doubted." Once a path is taken, it can be difficult to turn around ("yet knowing how way leads on to way").

In the last stanza, there is a tone of resignation: "I shall be telling this with a sigh" as he imagines how he will reflect on his choice many years later. This seems to be the part of the poem that many people overlook: those moments of wistfulness, when we wonder how our journey could have gone differently. Would it have been better? This line undermines the optimistic reading that people are often inclined to give the poem. However, the final few lines are not so much self-affirming as they are imbued with acceptance.

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