Jub-Jub can't take care of me when I'm old and sick. All he can do is eat me when I'm dead.

How do you grieve effectively? By which I mean, how do you confront and express your feelings about being sad to the point where you are eventually less sad, or at least, to an emotional place where you feel things other than being sad?

( This was meant to be short and sweet, but then I decided to talk about lizards. I dunno, just go with it. )

Per my own advice from the last post, I should probably be playing Rob Zombie to pump me up right now.