I am in no way a mod but I’m fucking bawling my eyes out. A lot of shit in this world just doesn’t fucking matter anymore. I’m in a lot of pain.
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I am in no way a mod but I’m fucking bawling my eyes out. A lot of shit in this world just doesn’t fucking matter anymore. I’m in a lot of pain.
Aww fuck Buzz - healing vibes sent to you and your family especially your parents
my Condolences, Buzz-
tj
Very sorry for your loss Buzz, we’re glad you’re here and there for your folks.
Hilarious. I'm rolling on the floor over here. Also I'm glad you are the arbiter of humor here, wasn't quite sure who had been appointed.
It's the padded room who gives a fuck. Congrats on getting fired btw.
Lol^
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Sorry for your loss buzzworthy.
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Losing a brother must be a hudge kick in the nuts, especially this time of year. I hope you and your family can cruise together through it with great memories and lean on each other.
My younger brother decided to transition in 2020. Thus my sister after that, but he will always be my brother to me. 2.5 years younger. Yesterday as my parents were talking to him they asked what her name was and he said Brian. He passed away just hours after that.
The inner conflict was over. The pain was gone. The peace ensued.
I’m devastated for my parents.
The good news?
I’ll never take my own life.
Those thoughts are done and not allowed.
I gotta get through this.
I lost my brother 20 years ago. He was autistic and a juvenile diabetic. He lived with my mom all his life (my dad died at 51). Growing up my other brother and I were pretty much on our own while our parents dealt with Marshall. He had no friends outside the family. He would ride his bike for miles or swim a mile at the Jewish Community Center although he was physically weak and awkward. He wound up getting a kidney and pancreas transplant. He had more heart than anyone I've ever met. His foot got infected and they decided to not stop his antirejection meds. He was finally worn out and I could tell he'd had enough of being sick and of not having the kind of normal social life he knew he was missing. His goal in life was to make it to 50. He did, by a couple of weeks. His life was so hard it was hard to be too sad at his passing. I think it was a relief for my mom too--taking care of him was her whole life from the day he was born. And it would have been rough for him if he had outlived her.
I’m sorry you’ve gone through this pain as well.
It's not about me iits doing good things for the people here. You could care less about everyone here. You did nothing for bbi Mt, did not show, did not help. Weak.