Location (City, State): Fairfax, Virginia My father died in January, and that week my mother’s friend gave me the book, thinking it would “help” me with the loss. For a few weeks, I laid in my bed at night, just thinking how much my life does and will continue to suck. Later on, it got a little better, with my family going to counseling. But after awhile I started to feel anger and regret and shame. I tried to get my anger out by working out and running in my track team, but these emotions are still here. I am angry because I realize that my father is gone and isn’t going to come back. Ever. The anger has also … Continue reading
Posted in Journal entry |Location (City, State): Landenburg PA All the talk these couples days is how large the lottery is. Today in social studies, my class was asked how they would spend their share. All the “high class” development kids replied with, “the newest car, a mansion, an island” and so on. I raised my hand, was called on and said: “I would use the money to pay for a full investigation of the night my poppop was found.”. My teacher looked at me with a weird look of surprise, she asked “why?”. I said “because it would be a huge relief to understand everything that happend to him before he was found more dead than alive.”. Surprisingly she smiled and replied, “thats … Continue reading
Posted in Journal entry |Location (City, State): Auburn, Alabama In November, my step-mother died. She had Leukemia, and infection in the port they gave her ultimately killed her. I never honestly liked her.. well, sometimes I did. We were just so drastically different, we could never truly “click”. I preferred my mom to her any day when I was really upset, I almost wished she would just leave or die or just disappear. And now she’s gone. And my dad is lost and my step-brother is more of a mystery than he’s ever been. And I’m losing him to his grandmother. I don’t want him to leave; he’s the only sanity I’ve got. He has no idea how much he helps me, just by … Continue reading
Posted in Journal entry |Location (City, State): Landenberg PA OK couple days ago was eleven monthes poppop has been gone. Obviously my friends don’t understand my pain. Whatever they are just being ignorant punks, trying to act kool. Whatever is what i say to them. They arn’t true friends if they don’t understand you. My closest friend ever is gone…FOREVER.. I have excluded her from my life. Shes nothing now. i dont even see her.. Its for the best i hope. and im sure it is.. This post was submitted by Shiyann Mullens.
Posted in Journal entry |Location (City, State): St. Charles, IL HI I AM KENDALL. WHEN I LOST MY SISTER 4 YEARS AGO ME AND MY WHOLE FAMILY WERE DEVASTATED WE ALL FELT LIKE WE WERE PLUNGED HEAD FIRST INTO THE WORLD OF GRIEF. AND WHAT I FOUND OUT WAS THAT EVERY DAY WHEN I JOURNAL I WOULD START TO FEEL A LOT BETTER. I FEEL LIKE I AM GETTING BETTER DAY BY DAY. ALL I HAD TO FOCUS ON WAS THAT I HAVE TO TAKE BABY STEPS AND NOT TO JUST LEAP FOREWORD IN THE GRIEVING PROCESS. SOMETIMES I WOULD I KEEP WONDERING “WHY DOES MY WHOLE FAMILY SEEM DIFFERENT”? I FOUND OUT THAT THEY WERE GRIEVING DIFFERENTLY. THEN I FOUND OUT THAT MEANS … Continue reading
Posted in Journal entry |Location (City, State): Newton, Ma Last night, I made a museum to my late mother in part of my room. My father saw it and immediately broke down. I think this is a natural reaction to loss, when a parent or spouse dies you are always on the verge of breakdown and any little thing that reminds you of them can set you off. This post was submitted by Leila Zisk.
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