Dealing with Losses

How does one deal when...

You’re a child and lost Amanda, the doll you did everything with?
Or when you tripped and lost grip of your chocolate ice cream?
Or when you’re a budding achiever and did not graduate at the top of your class?
Or when you’re a ballerina and you had your legs broken?
Or when you’re a lawyer and lost your first major case that could have made a name for you?
Or when you’re a man and lost your sight?
Or when you lost a family member to cancer?
Or when you had your heart broken for reasons that only you are to be blamed?
Or when you lost a scholarship that could have gotten you through college?
Or when you’ve been through hell and lost the genuineness of your laugh?
Or when you’re a mother and lost your first-born child?
Or when you wake up in the morning and you lost your drive to get up and pursue your plans?
Or when your favourite cup of coffee lost its distinct taste?
Or when you lost all your files a day prior to a big project defense?
Or when you’re driving along an expressway and lost your brakes?
Or when you lost your faith in things you used to strongly believe in?
Or worse, when you realize you are losing your zest for life?

Loss is inevitable, it’s a given fact. But tell me, how do you deal with it when it’s there, happening and slapping you in the face, and in unfortunate instances, all at the same time? You might answer me to just accept it, but how? Yes, loss is of varying degrees and can be dealt with in different ways. But again, how? Move on? But what if I don’t want to? What if I still can’t? I need to make a decision, either to drown in misery or forget it. Then, what? What will happen next? Will dwelling on it eventually tire me and let me move on? Or will it be the other way around? Or will hoping that time will rewind and have a chance to undo everything be a more comfortable resort?