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Originally Posted by Steppenwolf
Well, he's dead, has been since last year and will stay forever like that: Dead.
I can't get over it. I don't know where to put those seven years, or how to push them away. He passed away suddenly, at 41.
No, I'm not thinking about killing myself... I wish I had the energy to really wish something, to feel passionate about something, except the urge to run away from this place as fast as I can... But what good does running away (again)?
Just when I have this tiny hope and I tell myself "I'm doing it, I'm making progress", then I realize I'm not... The sadness gets back, exactly same flavour as usual: There is no damm changes on it...
I need to fight against this or I'll bury myself with him... But I have no idea how to do it, everything I try seems just another mistake...
This feels sometimes like my own death in slow motion... I hate it.
I've asked a lot of people how long will it take, but the answers they gave me were so vague, they soundded almost lyrical...
So, I'm asking YOU now.
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It is easy to feel that way at first. Even though you might really want to go be with that person, because there is suddenly a void in life, it is better to think about everything they did while alive and try to find comfort in other things.
After someone passed away, I got rid of most everything that reminded my of them. I got rid of a lot of stuff. Several years later, there is a point to it all and I still have some things that are better memories of their life.
It is sad, yet there is more to everything and accepting the truths about life is beneficial.