Feels thread, /b/.
Mom just passed away after 5 years of battling breast cancer.
I can't really contribute much so I'll just bump the thread.
Sorry to hear that bro. Life is fleeting so remember the good times
The logs of wood which move down the river together
Are driven apart by every wave
Such inevitable parting should not be the cause of misery
Uh why the fuck would a 60 year old man who smokes like a chimney casually research about lung cancer now of all times?
He could have done that way before and quit while he was still ahead. Nah I think he has cancer and is just not telling anyone
So, how do you think she'd react to you mourning her on a website known for redistributing massive amounts of mother/son incest porn?
god dammit not a single pair of tits in a thread that is partially about a pair of tits do i have to do everything myself
here are some sharpies for good measure
I'm going to say one thing: Cancer is a hell of an adversary. Your mother was an incredibly strong woman for fighting as long as she did. A strong woman that loves her children would want them to live their lives and fight for everything they want. Enjoy every minute and make sure that when you finally pass you've made such an impression on those around you that they miss you as much as you miss your mother right now.
Cancer fag reporting in. Can't even begin to put into words how shitty I feel emotionally and physically.
>my ex is the only thing that I want anymore
>on borrowed time
>Broke up in January, found out about the cancer in August
>She still cares about me but doesn't want anything to do with me in regards to having a relationship again
Literally the one thing in the world that I'd give anything for and if it takes up until the day that I die, for even just one day with her like it used to be, I'd be happy
>Literally going to die alone
And I gorgot the picture. Oh, woe me
And to all the anons that really need it, a heartfelt hug. I sure as hell need one.
Yeah my dad died after a year after being diagnosed with brain cancer. That's life. I'm just making sure I'm doing the most with what d
I've got because it can go so fast
Lost my Grandpa to stomach cancer today a few years ago. It sucks like a mother fucker right now, but it does get better. Share memories with your family, cry if you have to. Remember her not only with words but how you live, too. Feel better soon.
Man its been 75 years and that bitch is still crying about his parents and dressing up like a bat. This isnt healthy bruce and putting a little boy by your side doesnt help either
>always loved one girl since the first moment i saw her.
>i would do everything for her, i would built her a house, i would built her a whole world.
>but i never really talked to her.
>we never had a relationship.
>she felt in love with some "alpha" faggot.
>never had a real chance.
>still we were toegether
>toegether in my mind...
>because in my mind we woul have seen the whole world, build our house, build our world, build our family.
>in my mind she was mine.
but the world is not my mind, the world is hard, my life sucks, i love you /b/rothers.
Sorry for your loss OP.
I will contribute my story.
>Be 19 at the time
>Be depressed from age of 10
>Father dies from pancreatic cancer
>Girlfriend of 3 years leaves me a month later on my birthday
>Be 23 now
>Feel as depressed as ever
>Miss my dad and ex as much as ever
>today would have been our 2 year anniversary
>mom got shitty cancer
>moms gonna die soon
>in debt about $1500
>no motivation to live anymore
>crying my faggoty self a river
Cancer is a bitch man. Your mom's a baws for surviving 5 years with it.
Could explain why I'm up at 2am literally every night...
>have friend of 10 years
>we shall call him Mike Smith
>like insanely close
>see on facebook "praying the smith family"
>I wonder whats going on
>text Mike to find out
>comment on facebook "hey femanon, what happened?"
>my phone rings within seconds
>Hey anon, it's femanon.
>"Mike died in a wreck last night."
>Surely I didn't hear that right.
>"Do what now?"
>"Anon, Mike died last night..."
>fucking lose it
>baww for hours
>finally work up the strength to call his girlfriend, so she doesn't find out through facebook
>after I get through that baww for days
>do the eulogy at his funeral
>don't break down only cause I am high as a kite to prevent it
>skip 3 years to now
>still not over it
>delusions of being able to see him again...
I miss him so much.
You dont know me /b/ro ,but i hope that everything is getting better for you.
Fight for your dreams /b/ro, our heroes also had the chance to return but always kept on going.
>have great group of friends
>one friend lets call him KK
>have tons of same interests
>plays minecraft, is active, super nice
>always invites us over to swim
>one day my sister comes in to my room
>asks if im okay
>why wouldnt i be
>comes back in and says KK has cancer
>get sad but soon after don't worry
>he'll just be out for a little bit
>he'll be okay
>goes through chemo and awful treatment
>still go over to visit even when hes sick
>play minecraft, super smash bros, watch tv since he cant do much
>has cancer for about 9 months now
>plans make a wish trip
>super psyched about it
>has me and a couple other friends go into new york city for a weekend of cool things
>5 star hotel
>everyone really pumped talking about it for weeks
>just the 6 of us
>day comes for the trip
>wake up super early to go to xc practice
>leave early because it nyc time
>go home hop in the shower
>have my bag ready and everything
>get out of the shower and my ad comes to me
>KK is really sick the trip is gonna be postponed
>really sad but more sad for KK
>he was looking forward to this trip more than anything
>my friends and i go over to his house later to hangout
>really bad shape
>hooked up to breathing and everything
oh god no....i miss my cats
>still manages to laugh and smile through the constant coughs
>KK's mom makes us leave because he needs to rest
>KK gets sad
>He always got sad when we would have to leave
>give him a hug and say see you later
>later that week my friends and i get ice cream(no KK)
>talking about how all our parents have been acting weird
>super nice to us and everything
>shrug it off its probably nothing
>few days later
>end of 2nd period
>get called to principals office with another one of my friends that was in my class
>walk in and see all my friends there
>principal sits us all down
>tells us KK passed away last night
>everyone goes silent
>im just sitting there waiting for them to say just kidding
>want to punch the principal for saying something like that
You're not impressing anyone boys. People have been coming to /b/ to anonymously express deep feelings for years. You sad morons only illuminate what undeniable newfags you are by posting this shit in a thread like this. I understand that it is hard to empathize for someone when you've only lived 13 years and the hardest thing you've ever experienced emotionally is stubbing your toe, but there's a million (literally) other threads out there for you to strut your e-penis.
As for OP, very sorry for your loss. There's no best way to cope with things like that, but eventually it does get easier. The dead are gone in physical form, but the memory lasts forever. You will always have them in your heart.
>soon find out he wasnt kidding
>KK kept telling us treatment was going well
>he was lying
>cancer was spreading to lungs
>lied so we wouldnt worry
>still think of him every day
hes been gone for 2 years /b/ and i miss him so much
I love baw threads
I can relate to alot of things that are said in them, but the worst is when someone is missing a lost love, or loves someone who does not love them in return.
I wish I could relate to those people, but it seems i have never loved anyone. Thus no one is haunting my mind and causing me troubles at night.
While guys online are longing for "Jessica" or "Rachel" I am here, alone, with no one to hope for.
She doesn;t exist.
She's not good enough for you anyway. Fuck her. I stayed with my now dead fiancé through his cancer. Whether or not I made a difference, I don't know. He still knew he could die, and we all die alone.
After leaving 4chan for like 2 years and getting my social act together, my fiends sorta stopped hanging out with me and now instead of going to a party with them tonight, I'm at home typing this.... They're all still a group but they just stopped inviting me to things and hanging out with me
Life sucks sometimes..
A story of mine.
>Grew up depressed
>Lost two great friends to suicide
>It was the most horrifying thing to me
>Met a girl when I was 14
>Fell in love with her
>Started dating her after a year
>Everything is going great for me
>Go out with some friends
>Stop back at her place to see if she wants to come along
>Knock on door
>Go around back
>Walk through the house
>See the love of my life sitting on the stairs
>Cut arms and pills
>Start screaming, crying, yelling "call 911"
>Holding her in my arms
>Tell me they cant save her
>My life has never been the same since she died in my arms
I go every day trying not to think of killing myself.
The world is a terrifying place.
I hate it here.
I can't even imagine leaving your partner who has cancer. That is just the lowest of the low.
We stopped having sex Bc of it for a year. Always the youngest couple at chemo and radiation. Old fags whispering way too loud cause they have no sense of volume. I was 23 when he died at 29.
Joking about it to make people uncomfortable was a pastime of ours.
my friend is going through chemo. hopefully he is making a full recovery. his mother still doesen't know... stay next to them or you never know when it will be rhe last time you speak to rhem...not every heaven is an asshole
I feel like Neon Genesis Evangelion taught me a valuable lesson: even when there's no incentive for living, you just have to get in the fucking robot (live).
Best wishes op
in response to the pic.
the chemical reactions are no longer working to provide the thing we call life or consciousness. it doesn't go anywhere because it isn't a thing on its own, just a process that stops.
Sorry OP, ive lost a father, father in-law and a grandfather in the last year, nothing hurts more.
You are gonna feel lost and alone for a while.
Just try to honor her.
Sorry for your loss OP, if there is one thought in the world that puts me down its that one day my mother will pass and there's nothing I can do about it except watch her deteriorate. I just hope she doesn't develop Alzheimer's like her mom cause I don't think id be able to handle that shit. It hurts enough watching my mother react when her mother doesn't know who she is
When we split we both didn't know about it. I found out a few months ago because I started losing my vision. In the time between us breaking up and me finding out, we were in a sort of limbo. We both still had feelings, still hung out all the time. But I've tried to make changes and be a better person and win her back since all this because I know now that within a few months I might not be here, and she's just not having it. Keep telling myself that if this tumor doesn't get me, my 9mm will.
phone died. got home but too drunk too post something cool
Make no mistake it does go somewhere. All things are progressing as they should be. You are always cradled by the Lord, relax and be at peace.
I hope it happens to you. Cause it's not the love that is the best part, it's that missing them that makes you feel fucking alive.
I saw an episode of Louie that described it perfectly dead on.
Hey, it's coming up on 3 years since the loss of my bff of 22+ years, I can relate... it hasn't been easy. I also have moments where it seems like it's been one big joke and that he'll come through the door any minute, and dreams that seem SSSOOO real where he tells me he's just moved a couple towns over. I can honestly say that he's in my heart & on my mind constantly, I miss him terribly. I don't sleep either(although I've never really been able to sleep) and I used a lot of drugs during the first 2 years to help me keep my shit together as well, except since my buddy OD'ed I have some guilt revolving around that too obviously... it was so fucked. He'd been clean for almost 3 weeks at the time that he OD'ed; my gut told me not to let him leave that time and that he was going to use, he asked me to hook him up and i said "no fucking way" so away he went shortly after and i let him go. I didn't tell anyone. i should have. although if I had've gotten it for him he'd still be here.
I don't like the memories because the tears come easily, and once again I break my promise to myself for this day. It's a constant battle. A war between remembering and forgetting.