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Like cancer? Or like a nagging girlfriend?
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Yep, watching my dad die from cancer .. ugh ..
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yes. it still hurts like crazy
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Depends on how recent the pain or how fresh the wound is. Given the proper grieving time I can look back at some events and feel a little sad or down but not necessarily cry.
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many things actually
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I have done that for many many years, and all this time I kept telling my self that they had gone on a long trip and will not be back again. But one of these days my ship will come in and I will be reunited with them. I have done this as a defence mechanism and I had found my self in a corner not seeing loved ones for fear of feeling that pain for that loved one. I have recently come to grips with this and found my self living in a world of my own making. Good or bad, I am still here and they are not.Call it a trip of fools
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Knowing you'll either be dead forever, or you'll be a wandering soul forever. Either one doesn't make me physically cry, but it saddens me a lot.
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5 things. Watching my brother that drowned pulled from the water. Seeing my Mom eaten by diabetes. Seeing my niece and grandaughters lie in their little caskets. And watching old age take my Dad.
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Like seeing my mom's brutally bruised/broken body after the accident, and washing it. Seeing her dead; she was so cold and blue. It didn't even seem like her. Pushing the coffin into the furnace so her reminants would burn into ashes. And then she was gone. Can't give her a hug/kiss, lean on her shoulder. Can't hear her voice. One day you're laughing with the person, and the next day there's nothing. It seems impossible and so surreal. That's probably the only thing that makes me cry everytime I think about it, which comprises 3/4ths of my day.
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Yes, thinking about my friend who committed suicide brings me to tears.
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Too many things.
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I think about it all the time and I don't think there is a way around that. The alternative is to cry on the inside to hide it from everybody.
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Not any more. There was a time, however ...!
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The last few days my Mom was alive. She couldn't talk and every time I told her I loved her, her eyes would well up with tears. She'd try to say it back but couldn't.
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Maybe not to that extreme, but sure.
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