Earlier this year I underwent a kind of somatic therapy designed to reintegrate traumatic memories, and when it's done right there are generally some cognitive and emotional side effects. I found myself stuck in obsessive thoughts of my parents' mortality for two weeks, it interfered with my whole life during that time. I could only get it to quiet down by smoking 3x the usual weed. A couple of weeks after it subsided, I learned my mom had cancer and it came right back. I think that it's given me perspective. Now that I realize I could lose them at any point in the next decade and that I won't be ready, I'm much more attentive to my family.
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Originally posted by Zanick
Earlier this year I underwent a kind of somatic therapy designed to reintegrate traumatic memories, and when it's done right there are generally some cognitive and emotional side effects. I found myself stuck in obsessive thoughts of my parents' mortality for two weeks, it interfered with my whole life during that time. I could only get it to quiet down by smoking 3x the usual weed. A couple of weeks after it subsided, I learned my mom had cancer and it came right back. I think that it's given me perspective. Now that I realize I could lose them at any point in the next decade and that I won't be ready, I'm much more attentive to my family.
your not a real man until you've lost your old man.
Originally posted by OG_GREENPLASTIC_JOHNSON_III
i cry literally every single day multiple times a day, although its lessening now that that its been over a month (holy shit thats a long time) since i did meth and opiates and stuff. its only like a few shorts bursts a day now.
Originally posted by HampTheToker
Nah, it's called getting older and surviving as you experience the loss of the people you've known and loved more and more frequently.
My mom's funeral is going to be hard, but I doubt it'll be as hard as my cousin's two year-old son. My son was about four or five at the time.
When you've been to as many funerals as I have, you can't not imagine the future and how it could be. I've pondered many a tragedy.
Maybe I'm jaded, but I feel I wouldn't be too sad about it. It would affect me for sure if my father died, but I would cry for any of my family. I know regardless of what's at the end, we're all going to the same place so I'll see them anyways.
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Clocks for the first time next month and would love to stay in the same lingerie for the same as injecting as a child who you are a special type in a row of occasions and a beautiful little princess and a wonderful gift for you and feel for your friends and relatives who are deciding to offer all these benefits to you and feel that your family is from the same place as Silvestre Stallone and I hope you have a great opportunity and feel free to give a speech tomorrow to help you with your words of wisdom xoxoxo
When I was 15 my Dad took me to my first concert and it was to see the Eagles. This was 1999/2000 so it was a bunch of older white dudes gettin stoned and reliving their youth. He’d sneak me into a bar when I was 19 to shoot whiskey. It was inappropriate looking back but we’ve just always been best buds and act like kids together. I fucking love the dude and I get super emotional when I think about losing him, specifically when an Eagles song comes on which just happened and I got all weepy eyed like a total faggot ugh. Fml.
