I went through several stages. First was shock. I sat there frozen. After came denial. I couldn’t believe it. Did that really just happen? Then I was angry. I went around pinning the blame on multiple moments and people. Then I was sad. I literally teared up. I tried to make myself feel better. Made chicken and rice that I normally enjoy, but today I had to force it down. Finally there was the wandering around, looking depressed. Now I have to try and move on with my life.
Football games are too emotionally draining…haha
