The Looking For Alaska Emotional Process

• one hundred thirty-six days before: Wow, I really can't wait to read this book, it's going to be so great! John Green is so good, and I'm really excited!
• forty-nine days before: OMG HE SAID THAT HE WAS A DRIZZLE AND SHE WAS A HURRICANE.
• the last day: cjslkjg;tk'kg;rkg'k g'kgwfr;3jrf;qj;j;;OJFRROJYT;J GT;GJFD';JGB;FVN;FJ ;VJV;EGJE;CLFFKNGL GJFOV;EJNG ;ERJVRNG;RGJR;R;GR;GER SEXUAL FRUSTRATION. SO MANY FEELS. THIS IS SO GREAT. THIS SHOULD LAST FOREVER.
• the day after: Wait.... what?
• the day after: What am I reading....?
• the day after: This is all a big joke, right?
• the day after: No... No. NO. NO NO NOPE FUCKING NO. FUCKING MILES AND FUCKING CHIP AND DAMN FUCKING ALASKA AND OMG FUCKING JOHN GREEN FOR FUCKING WITH MY LIFE. I DID NOT SIGN UP FOR THIS SHIT. I'M SO DONE WITH THIS BOOK. I'M DONE WITH BOOKS FOREVER. I'M DONE WITH LOVE FOREVER.
• six days after: I really don't think I can do this any longer...
• thirty-seven days after: God this is so depressing it's just killing me. How am I still reading this?
• one hundred fourteen days after: OH MY GOD I GET IT EVERYTHING NOW MAKES SENSE!!!!!!!!!!!!
• one hundred eighteen days after: Wait? How are all you guys just suddenly alright with this? No, fuck that, I'm still not over it. This wound is still fresh.
• one hundred thirty-six days after: Omg. The letter at the door what is this?! I can barely read the final essay because I'm crying too much. This is not okay. I am not alright. I'M STILL NOT OVER THIS.
• Now: Still not over it.