The thing I don’t get.
People will beg you not to kill yourself, or hurt yourself.
but what I don’t get is, People come, people go. People die. It’s apart of everyday life.
They say they need you in life, but after being buried for a few weeks, they will be fine.
They won’t hurt as much.
They won’t cry.
They will be okay.
you’ll be okay..
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Please do not believe this. My son died 5 months ago, and I ache every minute of every day. The only relief my husband and I get is when we are asleep. My awakening thought is “Oh my God, this is real. He is gone. How do I face this day?” We are heartbroken. His brother is confused and hurt. As a family, we have to figure out how to go on and who we are without this integral person. I adored my son, and his loss is something I know I will feel every day until I die myself. I also know that I will welcome death as the opportunity to reconnect with him. Give your family members a chance. They want you here, and they want to help you. And they will be devastated with out. This is the reality. I know.
Oh my, What happened if you don’t mind me asking?
And, i just have so many thoughts.. It’s just starting to eat away at me.. I’m sorry for you son.
life goes on no matter what, you are completely right with this. Its all just apart of our fucked up society. We are all so afraid of death, thats why we have crosswalk signals, why you cant supersize at mcdonalds because people are too afraid to die. But death is beautiful. Death brings about life the same way chaos and destruction bring about renewal. I’m not saying you should commit suicide because you shouldnt you are insanely pretty, but i understand what you mean.
I just don’t get it all. Like god? Like isn’t he supposed to make our life good, and stress free. Or does he enjoy watching us go trough so much bs after so much bs? Does he want us to have these thoughts?…Like so many questions run through my head…
i cant answer your questions of God im still trying to figure that out. like u said earlier life goes on people are fine, its true and untrue at the same time, ive lost 4 of my squadmates in the middle east, ill always be scarred by that, your right i stopped crying but ill never be okaybut hey if you ever need someone to talk to email meJfqtf@mst.eduits my old email so i dont have to worry about spam
My son was not chronically depressed. It came on fast and took him down fast. He and I were close, and I knew he was depressed. He told me he was OK. He sought out help from the mental health center at his college, but I believe they did not take him seriously enough. He was high risk for suicide…I know this now. But we spoke daily and he assured me he was OK. Then I got a call telling me he had killed himself. Trust me when I say this: he was truly an amazing kid. My husband and I said this to each other often: how the hell did we get such a great, brilliant kid? Lucky… Now, to your situation, what have you done to try to get help? Who can you confide in?
I want to add that when your are in the mix…your head is swirling and nothing feels right and life sucks, that it is hard to get the clarity you need to seek the help that will make a difference. I personally don’t rely on God because no God would have allowed my son to die. But I do know that when I was on the brink of killing myself from the intense grief I feel, I sought out help from a few key people who helped me stay here. It took a few tries, and many of my so-called friends have pretty much walked away. So screw them. I went on to the next person until I had a lifeline or two. That is what I am asking you to do. You don’t have to solve all of your problems, but you need to get to someone who can help you navigate things until you are healthy enough to face these demons.
God apparently let Jesus die in torture… Then Jesus came back supposedly able to heal people of their pains as he knows what that is like. I suppose Jesus couldve killed them first Old Testament style, but… What matters here really is the notion that even after you die you still exist somewhere, and the people who love you back, your family and friends, will be there. The relations continue. And most of Jesus story occurred in about a week.
Girl, youve been here for a week and youve made some friends here that not only understand you, but will love you forever. Enjoy it.
@ lostmybeautifulson Maybe your son would want you to not worry about him because he is safe in the same place where babies come from & all life comes from…with God. What place is safer than that place. I empathize that you miss him. I lost my mom, and it hurt deep. But I know she chose to move on, and if it happens it happened for a reason and it’s always to put death in the proper perspective. The perspective that is does not exist. Open your heart, & feel your son, & focus on having had him physically here and realize his spirit lives on…Truly. It’s up to you how you choose to focus on things, we can look at it as good thing or not. It’s our resistance to the way reality that unfolds that makes us suffer. From where he is, he is so loving you…take a moment to feel that instead of worrying yourself. Hope this is of some comfort to you. Take care.