One of the emotions that shocked me the most after my husband’s accident and his death was rage. I was angry at the world for carrying on like nothing happened when my whole world had stopped. I was angry at God for letting my life shatter in less time than it takes to stand in line for a coffee. I was angry at the people who failed me when I was most vulnerable. I was angry at the ones who chose to use their power in ways that hurt instead of help. I was angry at anyone who put obstacles in my

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