Lost him before Christmas in 2012 and he was only 6 and I still haven’t opened his presents, and I have no plans to.

I haven’t been the same and It feels like I’m just waiting for my time and it doesn’t make me feel better knowing he would have turned 19 this November.

I remember everything that morning, he didn’t want to go this morning but I made him. I told him “Friday is the best day” I was in denial after the shooting and even months after this, I would randomly look around the house in little places hoping they got something wrong and he was just hiding. I’m still miserable today and I see him in my dreams.

My life is not moving.

I suddenly lost my beautiful mummy about 9 months ago, but a year ago today I set off on a fantastic adventure to study abroad in France. My parents took me to the airport and at about 5:30am, I hugged my parents goodbye. Little did I know it would be the last time my mum would ever hold me in her arms, the last time I’d see her smile in person, the last time I’d hear her voice without it being through the phone.

She died in November very suddenly from a perforated stomach ulcer. It was such a shock. I flew home that day but it was far too late as I got the news she had passed while I was frantically packing my suitcase. This trauma will live with me forever but I’m grateful that I had a year long study abroad placement. The experiences and friends I made managed to make it NOT the worst year of my life. I miss you mummy.

Looks like all of reddit's kind people have ended in this unfortunate sub.

fuck grief man. how can someone u used to be with everyday or someone u loved so much just suddenly disappear. like wtf do u mean they jus cease to exist? and they jus live in our memories now. grief was definitely a big eye opening for me. eversince my grandmother died i had been looking at life so differently lately

Lost my Father to suicide nearly 3 months ago 6/6/25. He was a great father, but like everyone had their demons. Love and miss you everyday.

Always check in even if you think nothing wrong. No one knows what’s goes on in other peoples heads. Year of abuses led him to a place where he felt it was the only way out. If only you would’ve talked more and been open about what you were going through. If only you let me drag you to a mental health clinic or to an A.A once in a while.

I was asked go through photos for the funeral, ended up with about 300 of them. They’re all just sitting on my phone, I don’t want to get rid them, so I wanted to share some of what I considered good ones. They’re mostly just me (my sister is camera-phobic and my parents weren’t together).

Miss you Boss man. I’ll come home to visit in a few days ❤️

Lost my best friend and oldest brother Chris 3.5 months ago. He was autistic. I let out a cry today like the morning he passed away. He was in hospice at home his last 3 months and he was a disheveled version of himself, skin and bones. I see pictures of him from a year ago and I don’t even recognize or remember him. I only remember the sick version of Chris😭

I hate holidays, having to see others celebrate Labor Day while my brother is in an urn. He deserves to be celebrating, he’d be doing fireworks and closing the street down for them. I wish I could switch places. I just can’t believe he’s gone, and life goes on. The pain is so unfair. I feel so much resentment towards absolutely nothing. I can’t figure out what my anger is towards. Life? How can I be angry at life, it’s not a tangible thing to be angry AT. I have no one to blame, no one to hold a grudge against, no one to be angry at. I miss him so deeply. I wish I got the chance to tell him how cute he was more often 😭

I often dreamt of my dad, and woke up to the cruel reality that he is no longer there and feeling more disappointed. Just wondering if you guys prefer to dream of your loved ones or not?

I can't hold all of this. I just can't. It's too heavy. How do I do it? I am such a fucking weak, useless person who can't handle it.

The other day, as I was sobbing hysterically in my car, I thought, “I hope she (my mom) can’t see me.”

Because if she did, she’d be sad.

Then I imagined my pain as an instrument instead. What if whenever I cry for her, in her dimension, it sounds like a piano.

And then there is Wes, of course. He’s the violin.

Andy, a clarinet—Matt, a harp.

Brad a bassoon, Kelly a cello, Lisa a flute.

Our grief is the orchestra of her life.

It’s never lonely in her world, because while the other instruments come in and out, the piano never stops playing.

We just finished a trip 2 days prior and yesterday my older brother in an outing with his friends in a waterfall suddenly drowned. he was with 3 friends and my brother fell in one of the deep ends of the river. nobody heard from him as they were split up by mistake. He was wearing baggy pants and wasn't a good swimmer. when they found him it was already too late.

I live with a single mother and with my little sister. I mourn but deep down I know I cannot do anything. I want to be more responsible for my mother and little sister now. is there any advice?

Sorry, just wanted to vent since I do not have a lot of friends

I hope you and Leo are having the biggest celebration today. We will be celebrating you too. Love you more than I could ever express. ♥️💕

So I never thought I’d be typing something like this. But I need help.

I (25M) someone (24M) really close to me. It was so sudden. I haven’t seen them since Easter. And I have not been close with them for a few years as I have been focusing on my career.

The first 18 years of my life we grew up together. We did everything together, played the same games - same hobbies, same music, same taste in what we liked.

I genuinely don’t feel OK. I miss him so much and can’t stop thinking about how I should’ve reached out more.

For some context I know in America this isn’t normal but I’m Cuban and in Cuba it’s a tradition….. due to government reasons and not religious,

So in Cuba when you die they put you a tomb with all of your dead relatives so let’s say my grandmas mom died 2 years would pass and they would get the bones and see them and put them in a box, after they put in a corner of the tomb, and so forth, cousins and everyone is in the same area, so my grandma died almost 2 years ago , and on October will be the 2nd year anniversary, I didn’t go to the funeral , but I saw a pic that was sent to me without my control of her lifeless body her face….. looked completely different puffy….. with her lips and eyes sewed. I can’t get the image of my head she was my best friend and died out of no where , she went in for chest pain and died due to lack of medical equipment…. No time to recover, no rehab no hospice, just went in for chest pain and 4 days later died….. well my mom is going and I don’t want her to be alone when she sees that, so what do you guys think should I go and view the “skeleton” I feel like no one should see that but I guess that’s the norm in other parts of the world

21 years. Another year gone without you. Your laugh. Your hugs. I have been fortunate enough to have two of the best Aunt’s that ever lived. While I don’t have you physically in my life, you encompass every other aspect of it. Something is always reminding me of you. At this point I should welcome the memories, right? But they just fill me with dread and a lump in my throat. I pray they find the person responsible for taking your life, every day.

I’m still angry you’re gone and I don’t forgive the people responsible. I never will. NEVER. Because they took one of the best women in the world. I didnt get to say my goodbye to you because i was forced to move away from Florida. I’ll never let that go. I’ll never be okay with it.

21 years and the ache to hug you is still there. 21 years and I’m still as angry and sad as if it was 8/31/2004 all over again. Angry that you’ll never meet your grandkids. Your nieces. Your great nieces and nephews. It’s not EFFING FAIR!!! And now, I’m reduced to Facebook posts you’ll never see.

I miss you. I love you. ♥️♥️♥️

I made a post awhile back asking for the worst things people have said to you after finding out you lost someone. WOW… there are some awful people out there. What are some of the best? The things that made you feel seen or understood. What is something someone said that made you think: oh maybe everyone doesn’t suck.

I don't know how to face life..please help. Mom was only 56 and we lost her suddenly to a stroke. I don't wanna be here without my mom.

Hello, im 24 years old girl and i just lost my mom on july 14th to cancer. I feel really guilty because when i think of her, i know she was my mom and i know i loved and love her, but it feels like a dream. It’s like ive never had a mom, which is weird because i had the best one for 24 years. Like i said, i feel so guilty and sad because i don’t wanna forget her but i dont know why i cant remember what its like to have her as a mom. I dont know if this makes any sense, i just wanted to put it out here, its really hard and i feel lost. Thanks

i lost my little sister (14yo) to cancer and covid on august 7th. she was in an artificial coma for around 6 weeks prior and died „sleeping“. i held her in her very last moments, i didn‘t want to leave before she did. it was horrible seeing the colour fade from her face and body, trying to adjust her hands to lay more comfortably for her and seeing her palms be completely yellow, turning colder by the minute and lacking any movement or strength. but i don‘t regret staying with her 'til the end.

i‘ve been having dreams the past few nights of her being here again, alive and healthy and happy as ever. she just shows up in my „normal day-to-day life“ (as normal as that can be in a dream) and we hug and it turns out it‘s all been a misunderstanding and my sister is healthy (again) and never actually passed away. in those dreams i‘m always happy, confused and crying, while she‘s just happy to see me again. it‘s like a reverse nightmare. i keep waking up with this blunt realization that my sister is dead. no matter how i put it, i don‘t think it‘ll ever feel real to me that my sister is not coming back. i just want to hold her again.

Long-distance relationship, California/Tennessee. Her sibling messaged me this morning with the news.

I want to fly over there to support her mom and sibling so badly, but college resumes on Tuesday and I don't have the money to justify dropping everything when I'm already stretching the buck to stay in LA. Offered to shoulder the cost of her funeral and cremation service regardless.

I feel so deeply guilty and I don't know why. I couldn't have known, but I wish I had been there. We were laughing and joking on Friday about me visiting her for Thanksgiving and now I can't. We were dating for years and I finally made it to the US and now I don't know if I want to continue working here without her.

It hurts so fucking bad. I just hope she knew I wanted to be there to hold her tight before the end.

I miss you already, Ariel.

I’m joining grief groups to help me cope with the pain of losing my 4 year old baby boy yesterday, his death was sudden and unexpected and grief feels unbearable at this moment, really wishing I left with him because life without him seems impossible, my mom died on November 2022 and he really helped me cope with my grief, I had just started to feel better and now he is gone, I really wish this was just a nightmare, when I look towards the future, it seems so painful, unbearable, having to wake up without him.

I know many people will think he is just a cat, but he was the sweetest and most loving cat, a one of a kind cat, I loved him and there was and never will be anyone like him

If you can share any advice on how to cope I’d very much appreciate it

I’m already so sensitive to what people say and I know someone’s going to say some kind of fuck shit. I’m still in the middle of (or beginning) of grieving and just want to stay home with his dog and mine. Away from people and the world. I lost someone so special and important to me. I know the world goes on. But fuck, I’m so tired and heartbroken.

No matter how heavy this world gets, I carry the strength of my Dad in every step I take. He may no longer walk beside me, but I feel him in every breath, every quiet victory, every moment I choose not to give up. His love didn’t end when he left—it became the armor I wear. As long as he’s watching over me from the sky, I know there’s nothing on earth that can truly break me. 💔

It's been a hot minute - I think at first there was so much anger, resentment and guilt that I didn't text back, guilt that I was alive and they werent, guilt that I had a good day, guilt guilt guilt.

Then I had to put down my cat last month and it is reopening wounds I thought were fine.

I grieve differently for my cat. It is less angry. It's more... empty. It's more forgetful - like wanting to clean the litter box and then realizing there's nothing to clean. Or wanting to buy cat treats and sort of going, "ah. right." It's the expectation that my cat will just appear again, yell at me to open the door.

Then it's the horrible memory of his body when they put him down, and then carrying him to the spot we buried him, and the weight of his body, and the horrible dreams where I dream he is alive and trying to crawl out of the ground and... well. I'll spare that.

I wasn't aware grief can feel like this. I wasn't aware grief can be so different. It's not even familiar, or nostalgic. This is a whole new thing.

How the fuck do you cope with this? Dark humor is apparently not that appreciated in social circles lol. Apparently it's "wrong" to say stuff like "hey my cat died be nice to me and say I'm right" when I'm wrong in an argument.

I miss my wife desperately. Every morning waking up is consistently the same. Feeling empty, discouraged, torpid. I try to get up and go for a long walk to energize but the results seem mixed. Anyone else in the same situation would be eager to hear how you cope.