This thread is for anyone who is grieving to share memories, talk about their pain, and get support.
My dad died so long ago, when I was barely an adult. I miss him horribly. We were best friends. He really knew how my brain worked and how to help me work through things. He was the best dad ever. We used to sit up late at night, after everyone else was asleep, and lie on the trampoline looking at stars. I wish he could have met his grandchildren.
I’m sorry @Ninjastar. I’m so lucky I still have my dad in my life especially after mean things I said to him when I was psychotic.
Grief involves sadness. Not sad my dad died. Every day he’s gone, our relationship improves.
Now, my mother…
I don’t talk about her on here much. She fought a brave and valiant battle with breast cancer for 2.5 years and lost in NOV 1993. She was very active in my childhood in helping me explore new interests and doing anything she could to give me an edge - especially academically. My dad left her six months before she died. She was devastated, and I could tell. She tidied up her affairs and had her will rewritten in her final days, not wanting to succumb to the pain meds, she held off on going under until everything was lined up. Then she used the morphine clicker thingy for only a day, went into a coma, and passed 2 days later. Never seen such heroism. (Teary eyes are forming.)
My sister died from cancer in her early thirties. Don’t want to rehash it once again but she faced it bravely as well. She was my best friend while she was alive. Took me a long time to get over her death.
My Mom passed away in 2019 from advanced dementia.
I loved her so much.
She is my angel.
Truly a kind soul.
My Grandma passed from head injury around 2014-2015 I miss her so much she always knew what to do and kept our family together we all feel lost without her
I had an acquaintance who died of aplastic anemia. I barely knew him…but when I saw him laying in his coffin, and learned that he died at age 20, I broke down in tears. That stupid disease robbed such a bright life. I cried so much in his funeral that my friends who knew him better was suprised that I was actually crying.
A day later, my friend came up to me and thanked me for coming. She also told me that I valued him and his life by expressing my sorrow.
I mean, a young life perished. How can I not remember and not memorialize his life and not cry?
Two people I know of committed suicide last year. I’ve only come across them a few times, but in addition to that, watching the female in the funeral video was sad. She was so full of life and smiley. And I once spoke with her. She was so kind and positive. It really is heartbreaking.
i miss my kitty cat. she died last year and i miss her every day =/
I feel a bit better today. Yesterday I listened to sad music and sobbed for like an hour, and I think it helped a lot.
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