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Bron-J

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    19/01/2000
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  1. Hello I also have two siblings, I have a younger sister who was 14 (now 25!) when my dad died and an older brother who was 18 (now 30!) When my dad died. I found it was the same actually, we never cried together as a family. My mum was very open about her grief and I often sat with her for hours while she cried and cried but I found my brother and sister couldn't deal with it and often left the room. I also rarely cried with her, choosing to let it all out when I was alone in bed at night or when noone was home. I honestly don't remember seeing my little sister cry, though I'm sure she did.. she seemed to sail through the grief somehow while my brother and I were the ones that struggled. My brother was actually with my dad when someone was trying to revive him, so he had different things to deal with than I did and I think because my sister was always closer to my mother (although of course she loved my dad just as much!) she still had someone to support her, whereas I was so close to my dad I literally felt like my world was crumbling. Of course, I loved my mum too, but I was so incredibly close to my dad. We often all talk about my dad, but I don't think we've ever actually discussed "grieving" together. You probably have already noticed how differently everyone grieves.. it is so hard to deal with someone elses grief when you're hurting yourself. I tried to just be there with my mum she was upset, I'd just sit and cuddle her when she cried although it was very difficult. I remember there was a couple of times she was so upset we ran for the neighbours who eventually had to ring the doctor and my mum would scream at the doctor and ask him for something to put her to sleep so she didn't have to deal with the hurt anymore. Those were the hardest days of my life. Mum eventually realised she needed extra help and she sought the help of a psychiatrist and she would often tell me if it wasn't for my brother, sister and I she would have killed herself. It is not easy to see someone you love hurting so intensly, especially when you are too. I think really what we all say we wish we had someone to talk to and that is the very best advice I can give you. Just be there with your mum when she wants to talk or just cry, try and encourage her to be open and likewise, be open with her if you want to cry or talk! You are very right though.. noone wants to burden someone else with their grief and I think that is why my mum eventually spoke to a psychiatrist because she didn't want us to watch her hurting anymore. Don't be surprised if your mum keeps to herself, especially with children that are so young, mum's are notorious for wanting to "keep it together" for their kids! Maybe you could just even tell your mum not to be scared to upset you, you want to be there for her. There might even be someone on here that's been through the loss of a partner that can tell you how they felt when they were grieving and were looking after their own children and what helped them cope. I think it must be hard having such a younger child in your family and teenagers because of course you will have more of an understanding about things than a 7 year old. It is hard to hear sayings like "things happen for a reason" and that things will get better eventually.. and even having lost someone I still hate those sayings. I even had a friend at school ask me three weeks later at the start of school if I was over it yet!! All I can say is that you never "get over it" but you do learn to find ways to cope over time. I have to say though, I miss my dad every single day so anniversaries and birthdays don't make me miss him anymore or less.. I always miss him, no matter what the date.
  2. Hey there, I am so terribly sorry for the loss of your dad. I was feeling upset the other night and stumbled across your post and I just had to reply. I can very much relate to how you are feeling now. When I was 17 I lost my dad very suddenly to a heart attack. He was only 47 years old and to us he was healthy.. he never smoked, rarely drank, ate healthy, wasn't overweight and also had just cycled all the way down one side of Australia! I was absolutely heartbroken when he died, and today.. I am STILL heartbroken. My dad was my best friend and the one person I felt understood me and I loved him more than can I even express in words today. I could not understand why he should be taken away from me, the one person I loved more than anything else in the world. My friends were also very close to my father and would often come and stand around in his garage with me and just laugh and talk. Like you, I lost almost all but one of my friends during this period as they simply could not understand my feelings and nor could I express my pure sadness to them. I felt like whenever I tried to talk to them they'd change the subject or they just felt so awkward that I wouldn't know what to say and I'd change the subject. Eventually I withdrew from them and they just didn't know any better and began to slowly stop coming around to see me, which hurt very, very much. I also found it hard that at this time of my life they were all starting university and beginning to get into serious relationships and I was left behind, lonely and heartbroken. I am almost 28 today, and it will be 11 years since my dad died on the 19th of January. As I've gotten older I have learnt to forgive my friends and realise that they were so young they really just didn't know how to be there for me, most people simply cannot fathom how intense the hurt and grief is until they experience it themselves, especially at such a young age. I think it was also hard at my time of life as at 17 years old you're not a child anymore, yet you're not an adult... you're beginning to see your father as more of a friend and adult, not just as a "dad". I found that over the years, I took a lot of pain and kept it to myself, choosing instead to cry quietly when my mum was asleep or when other people weren't around, I don't think I ever remember crying in front of anyone else and because of this I often wonder if I ever dealt with my grief properly. I now often think about the times I comforted my mum when she was crying and there were times when I had to run to get the neighbours because she was having such intense fits of crying she'd begin to scream and I wouldn't know what to do... yet I never had anyone to comfort me. I cannot blame my mum for this but I still wish I had someone to talk to about what was going on with my life instead of my friends leaving me behind. I do not know what to say to ease your grief but know that there are people who DO understand you and care... and may be that will be some comfort to you. Dad's are very special and I would do anything to have mine back.. if only life was that simple, hey?
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