Hi friends. My mum passed away from cancer 2.5 years ago when I was 26. I was living in the UK and flew back to New Zealand to be with her in the hospital room for the last 7 days. I watched her take her last breath. I didn’t expect it to be so sudden as my family had been hiding her degrading condition from me. I drifted apart from my mum in my early 20s, and I’m not close with my dad. I sometimes dream of her vividly, because I crave to be able to go back to being safe with a parent. Now I’m 28 and constantly feel alone, with no one who can love me and care about me like she did. I constantly think about if I got injured, I wouldn’t have anyone to rely on.
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Lost my home. Seems I've lost myself, by trying to hold on to the me I grew happily into being, with flaws. What, what, what lesson must I learn to move forward? Or, can I keep believing I'm the same girl (willing to learn, change and grow), who feels so very lost and out of place w/so many other homeless I encounter?
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I lost my best friend in November. The heavens took you away leaving me alone in December. Your angel wings have grown. Beautiful bright and bold. To suit your personality. I hope the heavens know you can't be tamed. We fought sometimes but loved even harder. Laughed till we couldn't breathe sometimes we even peed. I miss you so much. I'd do anything for just one touch. One hug. One I love you. To argue to fight to have one moment with you.
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Grief holds no expiration date. It can come in waves or hit you all at once. Sometimes it comes years later or seems to never leave you. It’s not just death that causes grief. Divorce, abuse, illness, miscarriages or a friendship that is over. Grief is about loss. There is no right or wrong way to process this. In many cases you will never get over it just through it. That hole in your heart may never fill and that’s ok. You will find ways to heal a little. Just remember you are not alone. Ever. 🖤
Hello everyone. I'm new here and getting accquainted with this slowly😅
Seek out caring people. Find relatives and friends who can understand your feelings of loss. Join support groups with others who are experiencing similar losses. Express your feelings. Tell others how you are feeling; it will help you to work through the grieving process. Take care of your health. Maintain regular contact with your family physician and be sure to eat well and get plenty of rest. Be aware of the danger of developing a dependence on medication or alcohol to deal with your grief. Accept that life is for the living. It takes effort to begin to live again in the present and not dwell on the past. Postpone major life changes. Try to hold off on making any major changes, such as moving, remarrying, changing jobs or having another child. You should give yourself time to adjust to your loss. Be patient. It can take months or even years to absorb a major loss and accept your changed life. Seek outside help when necessary. If your grief seems like it is too much to bear, seek professional assistance to help work through your grief. It's a sign of strength, not weakness, to seek help.
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My father was depressed, he was a welder, loved his job and wanted nothing more for success. One day work went bad and he got hurt with a punch press (he was a welder) and ended up into a depressed state. At the time i was younger and didnt realize what i was witnessing was bad depression. I just always thought why so many pain pills why so many drinks, why be so negative i never understood it. My dad was an old school biker so he was never weak to me and he always seemed tough. But as he fell into deeper depression, i received a phone call around 830pm oct 7th 2016 (same week as my birthday the 1st) Saying ther3 was an emergency at my house. I got there and swat cars surrounded my house and the police were at the door waiting for me. I looked at them and said where is my mom. Shes okay shes inside they said. I said where is my dad... They looked at me and said hunny, your father shot himself in the head. Ever since that night i have this ache in my heart that wont go away and it causes me much sadness to never get any answers. Sometimes i think was there something i missed or could of done since i never saw it coming. My anxiety has been horrible since 😞. My mother has kind of lost her mind so in a way iv lost both of my parents. Just trying to figure out how to process and direct all these emoti9ns and pain i feel. Can anyone relate ?
He had lost his middle finger to the punch press so i think thats what drove him into that depression wich lead to more alcohol abuse and then pills he was already taking but got worse with them
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I find it highly disrespectful when people tell me to stop thinking about my loved one who passed away. Or they tell me things like “you’re here, that’s all that matters” “you have to focus on yourself, you’ll find love one day again”. That really pisses me off. If I’m not ready to say those things to myself then who are you to tell me that??
I'll have a few good days followed by a week of bad ones. I wake up and everything hits me like a brick wall. The loneliness sets in. I keep fighting the tears. I can't let my kids see mommy cry, because mommy has to be strong. Mommy has to be happy. Mommy has to be encouraging. Mommy can't break because she holds everything together.
Im having an extremely rough time lately 😭
Hello everyone. I'm sorry to connect through these circumstances but I'm grateful that a support like this exists for people. A few years ago, my best friend, A, passed away. She was a light in my life. Drugs took hers from her. She was 21 I believe. [Ages and birthdays werent our focuses.] Last year, in November, another of my best friends, K, who also had very strong influence on who I am today, passed away from the same drug which I found out was pushed on her amidst sobriety [saw messages between her and the pusher for that night.] I, along with two other friends, was very involved in things that night.. I saw her an hour before she died, and we talked about how much good shes going to do, how strong I know she is and how shes come so far and can accomplish and persevere through anything. She told me she was really glad and lucky to have me as a friend.. we hugged and said we loved each other after a long talk and she left my place.. She was a week shy of her 23rd birthday. I've been feeling so much violent rage, knowing the person who put the needle in her has no remorse, is telling completely fabricated versions of the night, saying we drove her to suicide, and that he was the only one who cared... we gave the evidence of him and the dealers to the cops. They did nothing.. Whenever I think of A, I think of K. Whenever I think of K, I think of A. My heart hurts, heavily. They were truly ride or die, always ready to go on adventures, awake and mindful and spiritual and open and thoughtful and amazing souls. Most of my fondest memories include them. I dont know if I'll ever be able to push through this. I was the first one to the hospital, looking the nurse in the eyes as she told me K didnt make it. I was told by a stranger about A. I couldnt make it to A's funeral. My heart hurt too much and I had just attended my first funeral [my grandmothers] and it tore me apart. I regret not going constantly. As for K, I was there, and I can never not see her lying there looking nothing like herself. Seeing her mother in the front row, staring at the casket her baby girl was in. Her sisters next to her looking at their baby sister. I remember the way our friends screamed in pain or lost themselves when I had to tell them.. a lot of that night haunts me... I guess I just dont know what to do and felt like I had to get it out somewhere. I'm not violent, I try to keep peace although if something is worth stepping in I'm not afraid to. I just dont want to cause bad if good is an available option... still. The pusher has always been a terrible person. I've known him forever. He lives in the same town as me. Every time I go through town, I hope I dont see him, though part of me wishes i could. The rage doesnt really die down when it comes to him. But i hate that i feel this kind of hatred and rage towards someone when I try my hardest to avoid these feelings... I'm worried I may never come back, have a normal life. Every day I think of them both. Every day i feel a part of me waiting for a text or call from one of them, or thinking about calling or texting one of them to tell them about something, invite them to something, show them something, ask about their day, ask them for advice... my heart is so heavy..
So I don’t know why I’m doing this but here we are anyway. Someone I love very much. She is probably the second most important person in my life found out she has cancer and has less than 6 months left. I will not get to see her again due to COVID and I’m breaking she has been with me since day one she was in the room when I was born. And I can’t imagine a life without her
I feel like Ive lost my voice; the one thing that helps me connect with others to give support and gain support. I know everything I say here is indeed protected. I was given the opportunity to share my story and in a moment of excitement I forgot about the limitations I have with a certain lawsuit im pursuing. So if I signed away information in connection to Wisdo I could lose even more than I already have! Yet, now not only did or could lose all this, someone else is possibly losing a story because of ME. 😔 I really felt confident about the opportunity and I wonder if when all this is over if Ill ever get another chance but.. Ive grown so fearful and paranoid that I don’t feel so confident now. Like ill forever be in a purgatory where I’m being sought after. I really felt like this was part of the closure I been seeking after my grandmother passed away. Im so upset 😢
So this morning at breakfast my dad asked my mom if She wanted to throw an idea that reminds of my Grandma who pass away in car accident that i was in. I Look up and said wait that reminds me of Grandma than broken down and cried I guess I still have attachments to items of her 22 years later...
Anyone fancy lending an ear? Struggling with the loss of a loved one
Today would normally be a horrible/ hard day as I lost my dad and one of my grand fathers in the last 3 years but today I'm with my mum, brother and his girlfriend as been staying near my brother since Friday as a mini break its been lovely. I bought my mum a father's day card and got my fiance dad one too as he is like a dad to me.
It’s my daughter’s birthday she would be 15 today she was killed when she was 21 months and it’s still a cold case