Is that a few have already passed due to mental illness
I miss them so much.
I can’t believe how many people I’ve lost in the past two years. Two grandmas, one grandpa, one cousin was murdered, two friends by suicide….
I was on good terms with everyone but one
I’m worried about my parents health too. My mom gets drunk every single day and has for as long as I can remember, and I’m 30. They both smoke cigarettes and pot. My mom has a heart disease she was born with, wolf Parkinson’s white syndrome. My dad I think is developing blood sugar issues and now he has a severe stomach ache and will not go to the dr. They don’t trust drs. They tell me not to trust drs.
My grandpa is not in good condition either. He has alz and dementia. He just got his license taken away after a wreck.
I too lost people due to severe diseases and mom has cancer now… Brother who is not talking for long time… Friends very distant… Do not have much to talk about and socialize… So I am here most of the time… If I am given opportunity to make new friends I will be the happiest…
Part of my believing in an afterlife might stem from an inability to process death, especially of people dear to me. I am with you Grookey, losing friends or family sux…
I lost most of my friends. Not to death but they just didn’t give a F about me. Not because most of them were A-holes. They married, had children and moved away.
One just ignores me and he lives close. But he’s a selfish ■■■■■■■. He only talks about himself, he’s egocentric and totally ignores me if I talk about myself. I need to cut him off. I’m just too nice when I meet him.
That’s what I hate about this illness. You really get stuck in life. I can’t believe so much time has passed.
I see my parents aging. My siblings are adults now and want to build families. My friends from school went on to universitets. Most of them work now as doctors, lawyers and stuff like that.
I’m sorry to hear that you lost some friends to death. All you can do is to live on. I got stuck in life due to depression and later on to psychosis. I’ve thought about ending myself. But I can’t because I don’t want to hurt my mother.
I lost both of my grandparents in a very short time. I was totally absorbed by myself at their funeral because I was mentally ill. I couldn’t give them a proper goodbye.
I think my dad is nearing his last years now because he smokes all the time. He has lost a lot of weight and looks like a skeleton.
As a friend used to say “life is hard and than you die.”
Speedy somehow I can see this in my future. I also wanted to end myself, but as you, I was thinking of my parents and most likely I won’t have the courge to do it.
