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My mom passed at 2am this morning
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Aesius
Member
Sorry to hear. My dad passed away in early Sept. from surgery complications. It was supposed to be a lifesaving procedure (organ transplant) but he had undetectable bleeding that worsened and they weren't able to stop it.
I'm much, much better now than I was when it happened, but it's still surreal. I still struggle to comprehend the fact that I can no longer call, text, or see him ever again. He has had health problems for half of my life, so I was always somewhat mentally prepared for his death, but it still hit me like a ton of bricks when it happened. It was the dreaded "middle of the night phone call" from my mom who said that his doctors/surgeons told her to begin notifying family and that he needed a miracle. I waited in complete and utter shock for the next hour, hoping like hell he would pull through, but ultimately he didn't.
The only comfort I get is knowing he didn't suffer at all. He never woke up from the surgery, so the last thing he experienced was laughing with my mom as they wheeled him back to the OR and then he fell asleep under anesthesia.
Anyway, just know that it will take time and you'll have days where everything feels bleak and terrible and like you've been punched in the stomach. I still feel a huge void in my life and I get a little envious every time I see an old man, especially if he's with his son or grandson. My dad never got to be an old man or a grandfather, but he was a hell of a dad and I'm lucky he was mine.
I'm much, much better now than I was when it happened, but it's still surreal. I still struggle to comprehend the fact that I can no longer call, text, or see him ever again. He has had health problems for half of my life, so I was always somewhat mentally prepared for his death, but it still hit me like a ton of bricks when it happened. It was the dreaded "middle of the night phone call" from my mom who said that his doctors/surgeons told her to begin notifying family and that he needed a miracle. I waited in complete and utter shock for the next hour, hoping like hell he would pull through, but ultimately he didn't.
The only comfort I get is knowing he didn't suffer at all. He never woke up from the surgery, so the last thing he experienced was laughing with my mom as they wheeled him back to the OR and then he fell asleep under anesthesia.
Anyway, just know that it will take time and you'll have days where everything feels bleak and terrible and like you've been punched in the stomach. I still feel a huge void in my life and I get a little envious every time I see an old man, especially if he's with his son or grandson. My dad never got to be an old man or a grandfather, but he was a hell of a dad and I'm lucky he was mine.
lock2k
Banned
Lost my mom 6 years ago, it's still an unsettling feeling. I kept going for like a week and I didn't even cry. She had lung cancer and I saw her fall apart in 9 months. A strong person became a shell of her former self in a little time, so when it happened I felt relieved and people couldn't believe how calm I was during the whole thing. It only hit me hard like 2 weeks after and I still think it's bittersweet as fuck that my daughter was born two months later. I could never have both of them together. The thing that makes me really pissed is the fact that my mom was able to meet her two other granddaughters (my brother's kids) and he didn't give a shit about her, so they almost never saw her when she was alive - she barely knew them and was really happy that she was going to be a grandma again, and this time really get to know a granddaughter, but this chance was robbed from her.
Anyway, I don't think you are wrong - keep going, do whatever makes you feel best.
Aesius
Member
Same with my dad and son. My dad was super stoked to meet his grandchild and in fact that was a big reason why he went through with the organ transplant. He wanted to be able to have time with him. But it didn't work that way and he passed ~7 weeks before my son was born.
What's wild is that both of my mom's parents died before I was born, my wife's grandfather died days after she was born, and my wife's (estranged) dad died a month and a half before my dad died. We both grew up having only one grandparent, but thankfully our son has both grandmothers living right now.
godhandiscen
There are millions of whiny 5-year olds on Earth, and I AM THEIR KING.
You are correct in focusing on work atm. The time to reflect and perhaps letting things out will come naturally. Don’t feel obliged to “feel that way”, we are all different.
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just_some_nut
Member
Not exactly comparable, but I lost a pet when I was younger and was like "oh, okay"; then suddenly a few hours later when I was taking a piss it just hit me like a ton of bricks and I bawled my eyes out
While I think there's merit to distractions, taking a break to fully process things might eliminate that odd feeling. Props on the Bialy Orzel tattoo yo
Neolombax
Member
I mean, we all deal with things differently, there really isn't a right or wrong way to go about things, especially when its personal like this. At this point, you do you. Distract yourself.
When my younger sister died, it left a void in me that can never be filled. Its been years now and the feeling is the same, I only deal with it better. Maybe for you, the pain will come later, maybe it wont. Whats important is you take care of yourself.
When my younger sister died, it left a void in me that can never be filled. Its been years now and the feeling is the same, I only deal with it better. Maybe for you, the pain will come later, maybe it wont. Whats important is you take care of yourself.
JimmyRustler
Member
There is no right way to deal with loss. Perhaps when you look at it from how other people exepct you to react - and this should not matter to you.
Look at it this way... You aren't helping your mother by bawling in the corner, you're only making your own life hard.
That being said, my grandfather passed earlier this year. When I was being told I wasn't sad, I wasn't happy. I just accepted it and moved on with my life. It's just how life goes and I expect everyone to do the same when I pass.
This is just me though. I know that this perspective on life in not for everyone.
Look at it this way... You aren't helping your mother by bawling in the corner, you're only making your own life hard.
That being said, my grandfather passed earlier this year. When I was being told I wasn't sad, I wasn't happy. I just accepted it and moved on with my life. It's just how life goes and I expect everyone to do the same when I pass.
This is just me though. I know that this perspective on life in not for everyone.
Pumpkin Seeds
Member
You had already recognized her fate, but this isn't about you. Your family needs you and you (it appears) can offer some solace. Once you've offered that, you must seriously figure out what this means to you. After all, it is your mother. I understand that a disease can change a person, but there is something beyond a conversation that means a great deal more. What they mourn is that element beyond.
Sometimes all you have to do is be there and let someone hug you as they need. You don't need a great speech.
Pallas
Member
Damn, sorry for your loss. I lost my father back in 2018(he was a retired veteran) to cancer, and my mother isn’t doing too great lately but she’s starting to get better, she’s battling multiple myeloma.
Not to sound cliche but the best thing you have is the memories of her. It’s never easy and you aren’t really suppose to get over the death of someone so close to you, you live with it until it’s your time. That’s why the fond memories are so important.
Also, machoism aside, it’s ok to cry and even feel angry about this, if you need to vent, do it but everyone deals with death in their own ways, sometimes it’s instant other times it’s a very delayed response to it. Just don’t bottle it up if you feel the urge to vent, OP.
Not to sound cliche but the best thing you have is the memories of her. It’s never easy and you aren’t really suppose to get over the death of someone so close to you, you live with it until it’s your time. That’s why the fond memories are so important.
Also, machoism aside, it’s ok to cry and even feel angry about this, if you need to vent, do it but everyone deals with death in their own ways, sometimes it’s instant other times it’s a very delayed response to it. Just don’t bottle it up if you feel the urge to vent, OP.
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JimiNutz
Banned
RIP.
News like this makes me think about my relationship with my parents. I'm not really close with either one and haven't had a proper conversation with my Mother in over 15 years.
I don't really know much about dealing with death (only Grandparents have died for me) but I hope you find a way that works for you. I can understand the merit in keeping busy and distracted but I know that sometimes your reaction to bad news can be delayed so try to also give yourself enough time to process everything so that the grief doesn't just randomly sneak up on you.
News like this makes me think about my relationship with my parents. I'm not really close with either one and haven't had a proper conversation with my Mother in over 15 years.
I don't really know much about dealing with death (only Grandparents have died for me) but I hope you find a way that works for you. I can understand the merit in keeping busy and distracted but I know that sometimes your reaction to bad news can be delayed so try to also give yourself enough time to process everything so that the grief doesn't just randomly sneak up on you.
The Cockatrice
Banned
Sorry for your loss... Take care of yourself.
GreatnessRD
Member
Everyone grieves differently. No one can tell you how to handle the passing of a loved one. I loss my mother in 2014 after a lengthy illness. I didn't shed tears in the traditional way as I'm not that much of an emotional person. However, when I dreamed about her, I cried in my dreams since that wasn't something I could do in the real world. I'd tell her I love and miss her and give her a hug before I would then wake up. There is nothing like a mothers love and I miss her tremendously. You should continue to work if you feel that will help you, but also take a couple days for yourself. For some, it comes that moment when you're by yourself and your emotions just overwhelm you. If that does happen, just let it out. Sending prayers to you and your family, friend.
Wheeljack539
Member
I know how you feel.
My mother passed last year due to not only this but her liver gave out. Add to that wounds that opened on her thighs and backside and no doctor could or would tell her what it was until a month and a half later but it was already too late by then.
I can understand what your going through and your thinking as I did similar things. While I did hitch up a few times I never really bawled my eyes out but there were some changes. I remember not feeling good to be home without mom there. I got back to work and for a time hit the gym pretty hard until I got sick.
I will say be careful since last November I came down with what would be diagnosed as depression and stress attacks as my heartrate, blood-pressure and other things that made me fear for my own life until diagnosed. Dr Google only made things worse as I ended up thinking the worst. But in that time with the doctors I was told that bereavement and depression can take many forms and that you can have depression without even showing what some would say "obvious" signs.
I recommend, outside of keeping touch and being there for your family, keeping yourself in shape, eating healthy and finding things to laugh at. Be it funny movies or on youtube find ways to let that stress out and not build. It's been a year for me since that stress stuff happened and I'm close to being back to 'normal' and I'd rather no one else have to go through something like that.
Good luck and prayers and best wishes to you and your family.
teezzy
Banned
Thanks to every single one of you for the kind words. It means a lot. I've yet to inform even my close friends about what happened, so getting a level of support from my favorite online community sure means a lot.
Her viewing is this Friday, and then I will have the entirety of next week off to shitpost here.
What all this has reminded me of is that I'd make my mom proud in my current form. Absolutely: it has actually been making myself much more self loving. I'm the dude who loses a parent and keeps working.
I dont spiral out of control because I don't have any negative vices left. I don't even drink coffee any longer. I just take a couple caffeine pills in the morning with water, and I'm good. Ive been doubling down on my work and my workouts. Doing my best to cheer up family members who call me up, crying. My mom would be proud.
She was the typical proud housewife type, and to have so many strangers across the globe think of her, even slightly, after her passing sure means a lot.
I don't believe I'll be replying ITT further, nor do I have it in me to "heart" all the replies, but I've read them all.
In passing, enjoy the work of who my mom referred to as "Mr. Bob Seger". He and "Mr. Kenny Rogers" were her favorite:
She'd like that, lol
Her viewing is this Friday, and then I will have the entirety of next week off to shitpost here.
What all this has reminded me of is that I'd make my mom proud in my current form. Absolutely: it has actually been making myself much more self loving. I'm the dude who loses a parent and keeps working.
I dont spiral out of control because I don't have any negative vices left. I don't even drink coffee any longer. I just take a couple caffeine pills in the morning with water, and I'm good. Ive been doubling down on my work and my workouts. Doing my best to cheer up family members who call me up, crying. My mom would be proud.
She was the typical proud housewife type, and to have so many strangers across the globe think of her, even slightly, after her passing sure means a lot.
I don't believe I'll be replying ITT further, nor do I have it in me to "heart" all the replies, but I've read them all.
In passing, enjoy the work of who my mom referred to as "Mr. Bob Seger". He and "Mr. Kenny Rogers" were her favorite:
She'd like that, lol
There's no *real* way to cope nor should there be. Everybody does differently. And by everything that you stated it was simply her time.
No sudden tragedy, no suicide, nothing.
Why should this be a sad moment in the first place?
Remember her, continue to make her proud and be honest with yourself. Nothing could be more fitting.
No sudden tragedy, no suicide, nothing.
Why should this be a sad moment in the first place?
Remember her, continue to make her proud and be honest with yourself. Nothing could be more fitting.
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Shadowstar39
Member
Sorry for your loss.
My dad passed away in April of this year (2020) at 68 years old. The following is what happened and the bullshit that occurred due to covid, a shitty governor, and lockdowns. Read it if you want. I just figured I would get this off my chest. In summary - dad died of non covid but the conditions of covid and lockdowns made his conditions worse and hastened his demise.
He was fine in December, and at the end of Jan 2020 he had some breathing issues. He had to go to a pain clinic for dilauded as he was in a motorcycle accident and could no longer walk without assistance and was walker/wheelchair bound, the state made him go to a pain clinic 1x a month after he dated a woman more than 10 years younger than me (im 41) who kept siphoning his pain meds, and he ran out. I put a stop to her bs as my pops needed the meds she didn't, but that is a whole other story.)
At the pain clinic they made him go to the hospital for the breathing issues. Turned out after multiple tests that he had tumors in his lungs. He hasn't smoked since the 1980s so it wasn't that. Turned out he had stomach cancer that spread to his lungs. He had in house nurses come in 2x a week and a visiting doctor 1x a month, I still don't understand how they didn't catch this sooner. Maybe if they did he would still be here. They gave him a 6 months to live prognosis. And demanded he be put in a facility as he was in a 2nd story apartment and couldn't get out without assistance.
I lived 2 hours away and was going through a divorce at the time. I didn't have the funds to move him to a new place and i was renting a room with someone at the time, so there wasn't time to get him a new apartment. To top it off he had been trying previously but this scummy apartment complex did 2 month leases. The problem is being on section 8 for disability, you are put on a list and available spots only give you 1 month. So he would of needed the new places rent along with 2 months rent of his current apartment and bills, along with moving crew. He didn't have, i didn't have it and his sisters were not in talking terms. He basically had no one but me.
So I found him a rehab/nursing home that had a hospice unit when needed on site. This place was rated top in the state of PA. It was also a 20 min drive from me. For the first month he was doing fine there. Except they wouldn't allow his recliner as he had issues sleeping in a bed. They had told me he would have one given, as I did a tour of the place before putting him there and every room had one. What they didn't' tell me is the tour area was for short term stay patients and long term people were in a different building. The short term looked like mini apartments, the long term section looked like a death ward in a hospital with 3 to a room with only curtains separating them. I had to get the recliner. By the time I did covid had started and I had movers bring there and the assholes turned us away. Aparently a new peice of furniture was too much risk for them. Yet they didn't have issues with having covid patients on site (as i will get to later).
He would hang out in the lunch room/store most of the day, flirt with the nurses and staff and act like a jolly perverted old man... all normal for him. The nurses loved him for his humor and he got along with everyone there, except when they started messing with his medication dosing. He hated it as he would be in a lot of pain. Eventually when the lockdown started they cut their staff in half. Prevented any visitation and he couldn't leave his room. He was miserable and depressed and all we could do was talk on the phone. I had come down nearly everyday for the first month and had hoped to make his last few months memorable but it was not to be. Thanks a lot Gov Wolf and man with a dress health czar (assholes the lot of them).
Then i heard that there was covid patients going into nursing homes by order of Tom Wolf, and the pa health czar pushed her own mom into a hotel from the nursing home. I couldn't believe it. Lockdowns got more strict and he barley got taken care of or given his medication. There was nothing I could do. I couldn't see him and he grew more and more depressed.
Eventually he had an issue and rushed to the hospital. I asked for a 2nd opinion on his treatment. They said he had the tumors but they weren't going to waste their time doing more tests as they refused to give him treatment, due to his other issues. This pissed me off. They could of extended his life with some treatment and they became the arbiter of this. He sounded fine in the hospital and then the next day he made it sound like this was the last time I was going to speak with him. He was very emotional and then radio silence for 4 days over the weekend. No one at the hospital would answer my calls. I finally got a call from the nursing home that he was back there. Then they said he was in bad shape and that I could see him (finally) but only if was checked out and wore a hazmat style suit there. I said fine.
I got a call back saying they couldn't do the visitation the nurse was wrong and they made a mistake. I was pissed. 3 hours later i get a call to come in that he was probably not going to make it. I get there and he was on breathing machine, not conscious. That last call from the hospital was my last call with him and he knew it then for some reason. Things didnt' add up though. It seemed like there was a lack of communication and people were hiding something. I left my visit and he died 2 hours later.
After paying for cremation and death certificates. I got them mailed to me and the date of death was wrong. They had the 12th listed on there from when he was in the hospital. The death was on the 15th at the nursing home. I had the crematory check what was put and they had the 15th as well. Something didn't add up. Did he die in the hospital, was the nursing home a ruse a cover-up due to covid bs or something. These thoughts were in my head. The crematory had the state correct the error.
To this day i am still very pissed at the gov. He put covid patients in there. My dad didn't die of covid (that i know of) but it indirectly hastened his demise. The forcing of covid patients caused the in your room lockdown with minimal staff. This coupled with no visitations caused him to get depressed and defeatist. This led to him wanting to die and that is what happened. We didn't get to go on day trips or to the gun range or get him some lunch out. None of this happened. He could of lived 6 months or more but instead he died in 2 months. Thanks again man in a dress/Tom wolf.
I really miss my dad. I sometimes think "what if" I did something different, or the situation wasn't what it was. I have to stop those thoughts, as they aren't productive. I have accepted his death but it still is painful 6 months later.
My dad passed away in April of this year (2020) at 68 years old. The following is what happened and the bullshit that occurred due to covid, a shitty governor, and lockdowns. Read it if you want. I just figured I would get this off my chest. In summary - dad died of non covid but the conditions of covid and lockdowns made his conditions worse and hastened his demise.
He was fine in December, and at the end of Jan 2020 he had some breathing issues. He had to go to a pain clinic for dilauded as he was in a motorcycle accident and could no longer walk without assistance and was walker/wheelchair bound, the state made him go to a pain clinic 1x a month after he dated a woman more than 10 years younger than me (im 41) who kept siphoning his pain meds, and he ran out. I put a stop to her bs as my pops needed the meds she didn't, but that is a whole other story.)
At the pain clinic they made him go to the hospital for the breathing issues. Turned out after multiple tests that he had tumors in his lungs. He hasn't smoked since the 1980s so it wasn't that. Turned out he had stomach cancer that spread to his lungs. He had in house nurses come in 2x a week and a visiting doctor 1x a month, I still don't understand how they didn't catch this sooner. Maybe if they did he would still be here. They gave him a 6 months to live prognosis. And demanded he be put in a facility as he was in a 2nd story apartment and couldn't get out without assistance.
I lived 2 hours away and was going through a divorce at the time. I didn't have the funds to move him to a new place and i was renting a room with someone at the time, so there wasn't time to get him a new apartment. To top it off he had been trying previously but this scummy apartment complex did 2 month leases. The problem is being on section 8 for disability, you are put on a list and available spots only give you 1 month. So he would of needed the new places rent along with 2 months rent of his current apartment and bills, along with moving crew. He didn't have, i didn't have it and his sisters were not in talking terms. He basically had no one but me.
So I found him a rehab/nursing home that had a hospice unit when needed on site. This place was rated top in the state of PA. It was also a 20 min drive from me. For the first month he was doing fine there. Except they wouldn't allow his recliner as he had issues sleeping in a bed. They had told me he would have one given, as I did a tour of the place before putting him there and every room had one. What they didn't' tell me is the tour area was for short term stay patients and long term people were in a different building. The short term looked like mini apartments, the long term section looked like a death ward in a hospital with 3 to a room with only curtains separating them. I had to get the recliner. By the time I did covid had started and I had movers bring there and the assholes turned us away. Aparently a new peice of furniture was too much risk for them. Yet they didn't have issues with having covid patients on site (as i will get to later).
He would hang out in the lunch room/store most of the day, flirt with the nurses and staff and act like a jolly perverted old man... all normal for him. The nurses loved him for his humor and he got along with everyone there, except when they started messing with his medication dosing. He hated it as he would be in a lot of pain. Eventually when the lockdown started they cut their staff in half. Prevented any visitation and he couldn't leave his room. He was miserable and depressed and all we could do was talk on the phone. I had come down nearly everyday for the first month and had hoped to make his last few months memorable but it was not to be. Thanks a lot Gov Wolf and man with a dress health czar (assholes the lot of them).
Then i heard that there was covid patients going into nursing homes by order of Tom Wolf, and the pa health czar pushed her own mom into a hotel from the nursing home. I couldn't believe it. Lockdowns got more strict and he barley got taken care of or given his medication. There was nothing I could do. I couldn't see him and he grew more and more depressed.
Eventually he had an issue and rushed to the hospital. I asked for a 2nd opinion on his treatment. They said he had the tumors but they weren't going to waste their time doing more tests as they refused to give him treatment, due to his other issues. This pissed me off. They could of extended his life with some treatment and they became the arbiter of this. He sounded fine in the hospital and then the next day he made it sound like this was the last time I was going to speak with him. He was very emotional and then radio silence for 4 days over the weekend. No one at the hospital would answer my calls. I finally got a call from the nursing home that he was back there. Then they said he was in bad shape and that I could see him (finally) but only if was checked out and wore a hazmat style suit there. I said fine.
I got a call back saying they couldn't do the visitation the nurse was wrong and they made a mistake. I was pissed. 3 hours later i get a call to come in that he was probably not going to make it. I get there and he was on breathing machine, not conscious. That last call from the hospital was my last call with him and he knew it then for some reason. Things didnt' add up though. It seemed like there was a lack of communication and people were hiding something. I left my visit and he died 2 hours later.
After paying for cremation and death certificates. I got them mailed to me and the date of death was wrong. They had the 12th listed on there from when he was in the hospital. The death was on the 15th at the nursing home. I had the crematory check what was put and they had the 15th as well. Something didn't add up. Did he die in the hospital, was the nursing home a ruse a cover-up due to covid bs or something. These thoughts were in my head. The crematory had the state correct the error.
To this day i am still very pissed at the gov. He put covid patients in there. My dad didn't die of covid (that i know of) but it indirectly hastened his demise. The forcing of covid patients caused the in your room lockdown with minimal staff. This coupled with no visitations caused him to get depressed and defeatist. This led to him wanting to die and that is what happened. We didn't get to go on day trips or to the gun range or get him some lunch out. None of this happened. He could of lived 6 months or more but instead he died in 2 months. Thanks again man in a dress/Tom wolf.
I really miss my dad. I sometimes think "what if" I did something different, or the situation wasn't what it was. I have to stop those thoughts, as they aren't productive. I have accepted his death but it still is painful 6 months later.
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Aesius
Member
Man that's terrible. Sorry for your loss. My dad also didn't die of COVID but it certainly messed up his last ~3 weeks of life. He could only have one visitor per day, and I live 6 hours away. I called him regularly when he was in the hospital, at least every 2-3 days, but didn't visit because I didn't want to take that day away from my mom. Besides, I was planning on visiting him after it was over. Ultimately, I ended up not visiting him at all and he passed away with the 1 visitor restriction still in place.
Thankfully I visited him in May, but that almost didn't happen due to COVID. I also didn't hug him during that visit out of fear of passing the virus asymptomatically to him. If he contracted it they were going to remove him from the organ transplant list. So I didn't see my dad for the last 4 months of his life, which really sucks. I think that's what makes it so surreal for me...my last mental images of him are him being healthy, mowing the lawn, and just doing normal stuff around the house. Then a few months later he was gone and I never even saw his body. He just up and disappeared from the earth.
Punished Miku
Banned
It sounds like you're handling it well, and maturely. Nothing wrong with that. Everyone goes through these things differently. It's not like the movies, where you have to cry and scream. Some people are just methodical and focus on the logistics, like arranging funeral home stuff and planning for the future.
It'll hit you later, and that's okay. My only suggestion is to make yourself available to everyone else who may be handling it worse - especially your dad. Even if he says he wants to be alone, I'd drop by pretty frequently. Better to be an annoyance. I think older men really need women to keep their spirits up, and are prone to be depressed and not admitting it or ever expressing it.
And I am sincerely sorry for your loss.
It'll hit you later, and that's okay. My only suggestion is to make yourself available to everyone else who may be handling it worse - especially your dad. Even if he says he wants to be alone, I'd drop by pretty frequently. Better to be an annoyance. I think older men really need women to keep their spirits up, and are prone to be depressed and not admitting it or ever expressing it.
And I am sincerely sorry for your loss.
Krappadizzle
Member
Sucks.
There's no right way to grieve. I can tell you that I know a lot of people who push it away. But it always catches up. I'd say if you can, let yourself go through it. If you can't, do what you think is best. If staying busy working feels right, do that, just remember if and when that time comes, let yourself go through it.
There's no right way to grieve. I can tell you that I know a lot of people who push it away. But it always catches up. I'd say if you can, let yourself go through it. If you can't, do what you think is best. If staying busy working feels right, do that, just remember if and when that time comes, let yourself go through it.
nemiroff
Gold Member
Yup. My mom died a slow and painful death a few years ago. But we got some good moments and a much improved close relationship before she passed. Made me a slightly better person that experience even though much of it felt like it would pull the life out of me completely.
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betrayal
Banned
When someone dies, we rarely act rationally. After all, this is just a definition of what is expected of us in everyday life and death has nothing to do with everyday life.
Everyone mourns differently. Just do what you want to do now and do what is good for you or distracts you. As long as you consciously(!) take the time to grieve, whether now or later, everything will be okay.
All the best to you!
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PleaseDontBanMe
Banned
Someone please donate this man a PS5 (if he hasn't already preordered one)
Hoho for breakfast
Member
I remember when I was like 11 my grandma died (I was living with her at the time) and my friend was wondering why I didn't care because I wasn't crying. Everybody deals differently.
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DragoonKain
Neighbours from Hell
Sorry to hear that, hang in there. If you ever feel down and need to talk to someone just holler 
teezzy
Banned
I'm good breh. I already have a ps2 lol. But thank you
Polygonal_Sprite
Member
All the best.
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Hey man. I lost my dad today, he was in hospital for the past 2 weeks after a positive corona virus test. He was looking quite good for recovery up until the weekend but took a turn for the worse earlier today and the staff at the hospital basically said they couldn't do more for him. He had fibrosis too so we knew it wasn't going to be easy. So yeah. He died. My mum passed away in 2017 due to cancer too so this has hit me hard. Everyone grieves in different ways, there'd no right or wrong way. I just went for a walk in the rain today when I got the news, spoke to my siblings on the phone, still feels surreal. But yeah I just wanted to say you aren't alone and I too didn't want to post a sort of pity thread. Worst thing is I had my dad as a friend on PSN so I can see his account there but I know he'll never be online again. Which is just awful. Stay strong.
Mobile Suit Gooch
Grundle: The Awakening
Sorry to hear that man. My step-dad passed away a couple of weeks ago and I'm not quite over it.
FullMetalx117
Member
I’m sorry for your loss
My mom is the most important person in the world for me and can’t imagine what it’s like to lose someone like that
My mom is the most important person in the world for me and can’t imagine what it’s like to lose someone like that