My dad died. Felt bad. Still feels bad. He died when I was 16, and it sucks that I never got a chance to talk to him as an adult.
grandparents on my dads side died back in 2015. Used to go visit them fairly often and when they died part of that routine in my life died with them. Even today I have moments where I remember and just start tearing up.
Grandpa when I was 14. Felt my heart sank when I heard the news since he lived on the other side of the US and we were finally able to visit him not even a week beforehand.
He used to also make a point of sending a card every birthday and calling so the year after he was gone, I thought I had gotten over the first wave of sadness, but then by the end of the day it hit me again hard when I realized that constant part of my life was truly gone. Even outside of the birthdays he'd call often and I'd listen to him tell stories for hours on end.
My dad killed himself.
I cried for a day, cried at his funeral and now I just miss him. didn't feel all that bad desu.
My mother died two years ago in October. I didn't really cry but twice.
I just internalize it and drink it all away.
sometimes I hear her voice in a dream and it'll wake me up and I'll be shaken for a while but I try to brush it off
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Yeah, for some reason, out of nowhere I decided to Google the name of s kid who was a social outcast. Found out he died of heroin at 27. Read his obituary, found out his mom died when he was a kid and his dad when he was a teen. His grandma raised him. She was the only surviving relative
I got really depressed. They were one of the few people to treat me and talk to me like I was human. Like a big chunk of my life was gone. Idk why but, I would visit their final resting place a few times a year for a handful of years. It almost feels like I've been further disconnected from the world
>>37503242
I hate to say it but nothing? I just accepted what had happened and moved on.
>>37503242
my godmother when i was 15. at first, i didnt feel anything, although i had accepted it but then i started to progressively get more and more sad each passing day
my friend killed herself on Christmas, I was broken and didnt leave the house for 2 months because I felt like it was my fault. I still miss her and cry that I did nothing to save her.