I just want my dad back Well im new here, as you can tell this is my first note? Story? Im not sure what these would be called on here, i just know that i found this site for, I’m not sure but some reason, and i feel the need to finally get my feelings out somewhere. Well i don’t want people to feel bad for me or anything, just that i need to let this out, when i was younger i had a great life, well i did but the bad things where always covered up so i never knew what was really wrong, i only knew that my father loved me and he was my best friend, i knew that my mom was nice and caring and loved her family. I knew that we lived in a tight knit family, i remember it was like every other normal family. But then when i was in grade 6 (i was about 12 or so) my dad had a brain aneurysm and was very close to death (a lot of times i wish i could get much closer then he did :/ ) well anyways he lost use of the right side of his body temporally (he is now doing pretty good in his recovery) he also lost his speech but again is still recovering it, he also lost some memory but at least he is still here right? Sometimes i feel like id rather he just went all the way instead of coming back like this, do you know how hard it is to have a simple fucking conversation with my own dad? Sometimes it feels like he’s not even here with me, a lot of the time it seems like he came back as a different person to me and it just makes me angry, i try not to show that I’m angry all the time because, i don’t know i don’t like when people are angry or mad or fighting, so i just hide it, i feel so bad when someones angry. Well to me it seemed my father, my best friend, the one i could always count on had disappeared and someone else was put in his shoes, i know its sad but i don’t even really remember what his voice sounds like, when i think about him all i think of is his stroke and what its done to him…..i just want my dad back :/ Well im new here, as you can tell this is my first note? Story? Im not sure what these would be called on here, i just know that i found this site for, I’m not sure but some reason, and i feel the need to finally get my feelings out somewhere. Well i don’t want people to feel bad for me or anything, just that i need to let this out, when i was younger i had a great life, well i did but the bad things where always covered up so i never knew what was really wrong, i only knew that my father loved me and he was my best friend, i knew that my mom was nice and caring and loved her family. I knew that we lived in a tight knit family, i remember it was like every other normal family. But then when i was in grade 6 (i was about 12 or so) my dad had a brain aneurysm and was very close to death (a lot of times i wish i could get much closer then he did :/ ) well anyways he lost use of the right side of his body temporally (he is now doing pretty good in his recovery) he also lost his speech but again is still recovering it, he also lost some memory but at least he is still here right? Sometimes i feel like id rather he just went all the way instead of coming back like this, do you know how hard it is to have a simple fucking conversation with my own dad? Sometimes it feels like he’s not even here with me, a lot of the time it seems like he came back as a different person to me and it just makes me angry, i try not to show that I’m angry all the time because, i don’t know i don’t like when people are angry or mad or fighting, so i just hide it, i feel so bad when someones angry. Well to me it seemed my father, my best friend, the one i could always count on had disappeared and someone else was put in his shoes, i know its sad but i don’t even really remember what his voice sounds like, when i think about him all i think of is his stroke and what its done to him…..i just want my dad back :/ Well im new here, as you can tell this is my first note? Story? Im not sure what these would be called on here, i just know that i found this site for, I’m not sure but some reason, and i feel the need to finally get my feelings out somewhere. Well i don’t want people to feel bad for me or anything, just that i need to let this out, when i was younger i had a great life, well i did but the bad things where always covered up so i never knew what was really wrong, i only knew that my father loved me and he was my best friend, i knew that my mom was nice and caring and loved her family. I knew that we lived in a tight knit family, i remember it was like every other normal family. But then when i was in grade 6 (i was about 12 or so) my dad had a brain aneurysm and was very close to death (a lot of times i wish i could get much closer then he did :/ ) well anyways he lost use of the right side of his body temporally (he is now doing pretty good in his recovery) he also lost his speech but again is still recovering it, he also lost some memory but at least he is still here right? Sometimes i feel like id rather he just went all the way instead of coming back like this, do you know how hard it is to have a simple fucking conversation with my own dad? Sometimes it feels like he’s not even here with me, a lot of the time it seems like he came back as a different person to me and it just makes me angry, i try not to show that I’m angry all the time because, i don’t know i don’t like when people are angry or mad or fighting, so i just hide it, i feel so bad when someones angry. Well to me it seemed my father, my best friend, the one i could always count on had disappeared and someone else was put in his shoes, i know its sad but i don’t even really remember what his voice sounds like, when i think about him all i think of is his stroke and what its done to him…..i just want my dad back :/ Well im new here, as you can tell this is my first note? Story? Im not sure what these would be called on here, i just know that i found this site for, I’m not sure but some reason, and i feel the need to finally get my feelings out somewhere. Well i don’t want people to feel bad for me or anything, just that i need to let this out, when i was younger i had a great life, well i did but the bad things where always covered up so i never knew what was really wrong, i only knew that my father loved me and he was my best friend, i knew that my mom was nice and caring and loved her family. I knew that we lived in a tight knit family, i remember it was like every other normal family. But then when i was in grade 6 (i was about 12 or so) my dad had a brain aneurysm and was very close to death (a lot of times i wish i could get much closer then he did :/ ) well anyways he lost use of the right side of his body temporally (he is now doing pretty good in his recovery) he also lost his speech but again is still recovering it, he also lost some memory but at least he is still here right? Sometimes i feel like id rather he just went all the way instead of coming back like this, do you know how hard it is to have a simple fucking conversation with my own dad? Sometimes it feels like he’s not even here with me, a lot of the time it seems like he came back as a different person to me and it just makes me angry, i try not to show that I’m angry all the time because, i don’t know i don’t like when people are angry or mad or fighting, so i just hide it, i feel so bad when someones angry. Well to me it seemed my father, my best friend, the one i could always count on had disappeared and someone else was put in his shoes, i know its sad but i don’t even really remember what his voice sounds like, when i think about him all i think of is his stroke and what its done to him…..i just want my dad back :/
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Sorry. Losing your dad sucks. Try to enjoy what time you have, even if it isn’t perfect like it used to be. Because being without… it’s no good.
I know how it feels to lose part of someone like that, but what about your father? He had full use of his body until the stroke. He knew how to talk. He didn’t lose part of his past.
Now he has forgotten things. His speech is wrong. Things he once mastered are hard if not impossible to do. He went from strong to weak in an Instant.
I can’t even begin to imagine what you, and you’re family, are going through. As a father, it is amazing to hear the love you have for your father. I know the joy that my kids bring into my life. Some of my most important memories are not grand moments, but, rather, those quite moments when I felt the love of, and for, my children. I remember one night when my youngest daughter had a bad dream, and she needed comfort. I just held her, and as she fell asleep in my arms I had the overwhelming feeling that everything was right with the world. Those feelings are rare and ever so precious when battling depression.
I can imagine that just sitting with your father, holding his hand, in silence if need be could be cathartic for both of you. It has always amazed me the lift i feel when I try to lift another. I hope this helps! Much Love!