I’m tired of losing friends and family, seeing good people taken too soon by something horrific or tragic. I feel like I’m pissed off at gawd for not being real. Profess your love, share yourself, and for the sake of the brevity of life, be bold and make yourself happy!
I am dealing with this for the first time in my 44 years. I have been in agony and despair for almost a month but I am still doing whatever I can to profess my love for people and share myself with them (and let them share) because that was how she lived. I'm horrified by what happened but have felt no anger towards any higher power. I'm here to talk if you want to.
PJ, I'm 64. It seems like every few years I hear about friends and family passing on.
As we get older, we learn to make new friends and sometimes your entire family is gone, like mine.
I rely on friends and making new friends constantly. They also value your life and experiences.
Value your friends now.
I've seen a lot of mayhem and tragedy and death in my time and it has taken several people in my immediate family. Sometimes I feel like sooner or later, everyone I love either dies ... or worse
However ... I'm not mad at god for not existing; that would make no more sense than being mad at Harry Potter for being a fictional character.
What I am, is disappointed / unimpressed with life as an overall rational value proposition. The core problem is the flaky (at best) connection between effort / intent and outcomes. Which is a fancy way of saying, the lack of control. If diligence and honor were invariably rewarded with better outcomes, my motivational structure would work much better than it does. If dumb luck weren't such a prominent factor in things, that'd be great, too.
However -- "it is what it is" so I try my best to disconnect from attachment to specific outcomes and hope I manage to avoid too many more events that would add to my fund of sorrows as I age. My wife and I are working hard to remove sources of stress or anxiety, and to remove things that don't add value to our lives ... despite that there always seem to be people standing in line trying to add to these things.
I've often wished I could believe in something just so I could have somewhere to direct my emotions. Sadly we've got to process even the uncomfortable ones on our own.
I have wished that too, but hopefully you haven't been alone, hopefully friends and family made themselves available to you but I've come to understand each group's connections with the person you lose changes what they can give you. I recently saw a statement that "grief is love unfulfilled, love with no place to go," so when I've been speaking quietly to the air for the past three weeks I haven't had much sense of being heard but I've done it anyway. And as someone who has no religious beliefs I've been thinking "if I'm wrong then I have a chance to see my best friend again," so I have never wanted more to be wrong.
These are transitions. They are sad and bring you grief. But understanding the transition helps you cope it better than constantly feeling the weight of it for a prolonged period of time.There are good ways to cherish memories of your loved ones. They certainly would have not wanted you to be unhappy.
I've gone through three weeks of missing the most amazing woman I have ever called a friend and I don't understand any transition so far. Just, as you said, constantly feeling the weight of it, the shock and the horror of an accident in her home. Knowing she wouldn't want me to be in torment hasn't helped me to shake off any of the pain.
@RobInTex
I said that because we as a family did not handle my father's sudden passing when I was 14. The mother did not talk about him because she thought we all three would start crying and we did the same.. not talk about him because we did not want to remind her of his fresh memories. That was exactly the wrong thing to do. Handing the grief of a close family loss is not we are good at overseas. We allow the shock to take over our lives instead of understanding what we could do afterwards, celebrate his life, his love for us and take care of each other etc. Now my brother in his mid '60s has started talking about his memories of him when I was not yet born. All this hurt then more than it helped.
I saw a book given out at a church in New York on how to understand the grief of a family member's loss. I thought why didn't anyone in my large place ever think about it? I think the right thing is to understand the transition. Why and how it happened, learn lessons from the experience (mistakes he/she made, good things he/she did) and live a good life as he/she would have wanted us. Not be sad or be in pain as she would have wanted is part of it.
Death is a natural part of life. You don't have to like it though.
happiness is within you, if you know how to live with loneliness, loneliness will become your friend, and as a result of this friendship you will become strong as a rock, and you will no longer need any companions other than yourself.
but do not forget to be sympathetic, do not cut social bonds, be polite and kind, always keep the balance of things in life.
Gawd has Nothing to do with it, or anything else, because there is none.