I’ll always remember the phone call from my girlfriend’s mom telling me she’d passed away. It took me a couple of minutes to understand what she was telling me and then when I did, my knees gave out and I felt like I was going to be
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The worst part of my mother dying when I was five years old was the silence- not being able to ask what happened and not having adults in my life talk about what happened. She was very sick and she died. Why was that so hard to
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Dad, I’ll never know the relationship we could have had over the last 10 years not speaking. I couldn’t look you in the eye and feel safe anymore after the pain you put me through. Without your apology, I still live in the past. I’ve moved away
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I was so happy when I met my cat Pompernickl for the first time. But my mom got sick cus of my cats fer so we gave her to my uncule he got sick and gave her to his frind and I never saw her agin. I
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Life shall be full of joy and great memory. I was so painful when I lost my father and brother. These must be the biggest impacts in my life to face sudden losing of two dear men figures. I was not able to let go in the
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Grandpa, I miss you. You died had a funeral and was buried all while I was away on vacation. You never met your first of three grandchildren that I was carrying when you died. It really sucked not being able to say goodbye to you. I love
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I was seven years old when I first experienced death. My cousins sat me down, because the adults were arguing and angry. Some of them were even crying. I asked my cousins what happened, they said our grandfather fell down the stairs back home and died bringing
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My grandmother suffered a fall and was in intensive care for many months before ultimately passing away. I never went to visit her. I was too afraid of seeing her that way. It was one of my biggest regrets. I refuse to let a fear of death
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I don’t feel like I have dealt with death a lot on a theoretical level I feel like we should be able to talk about death but in practice not so much. My dad specifically has lost and been in need of talking, I don’t know how
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Is of my father, who died at the insanely young age of 39. I was 9, and couldn’t understand what happened. He had a heart attack, and was in the hospital dying, for days, but we, his children, were not told our father was about to die.
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