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Kaidan Alenko ([personal profile] not_a_whiner) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2013-07-30 12:44 pm
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Coping With Loss, Tuesday, Third Period

"So I know a lot of you would rather not talk to me about what's going on in your lives that got you here," Kaidan said. "Which is fine. However, it's really useful to sit down and actually write out how you're feeling - especially if you're not the kind of person who wants to go spilling their guts to strangers... or close friends."

He reached behind him, grabbing a stack of paper and a stack of tiny brown books. "What I want you to do this class is write a letter," he said, holding up the paper. "Write it to someone you lost. Put everything in there you wish you could say to them. You don't have to turn it in. Take it with you or destroy it or share it. It's your letter, it's your choice. Then, when you're done with that, if you want, write down what you think they'd say in reply."

He walked past each desk, putting down a few pieces of paper and one of the books. Students would find the pages of the book were empty.

"Second of all, for outside of class, you get a journal," he said. "If you experience feelings of grief or loss, write them down. Keep track of dates that make you feel worse. And make note of the days you feel better, too. It helps. Trust me. I've had to do it-- and I thought it was a load of crap myself at first."

He stopped once he reached his own desk, then turned back to face the class. "Next week, we'll talk about some more theories on the topic of loss, like the seven stages," he said. "But this class isn't really about academics. It's about helping you cope. So... give this a shot."
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Re: Write a Letter/Start on Your Journal

[personal profile] flickofthewrist 2013-07-30 02:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Flick was tempted to just leave his paper blank. He didn't want to get into this, didn't want to think about anyone he'd loved and lost. They were so few.

He didn't realize he'd picked up the pen and couldn't stop himself from scrawling a few quick notes to Joi. He made sure to keep the paper close to him. No one was going to see that.