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Originally Posted by Fracture
Losing my dad is the harshest experience I've ever been through. He was my Phil Jackson in life. I have a gf who thinks the grieving process has a statue of limitations and a little sister who I can't be weak in front of. She has her own hell with all of this
Shits fucked. It eats at me daily/nightly. No amount of booze, weed or sleep changes this
I feel like I'm losing my shit. I'm seeing sides of family members I could have never anticipated
I know we all have our own personal battles/demons, but right now... This shit is taking over my entire world
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^I identify with this right here, all of it, 100%, trust.
If nothing else helps, just know that there's somebody else out there that went through the same exact thing. Not only is losing your pops painful, but then all these family members that you thought you were tight with coming out the woodworks scurrying up like bitch ass rats trying to nibble on crumbs and happiness is also a swift spinning heel kick to the dick region.
It definitely tests who your real people are and it's sad but a must that some niggas get dropped from the roster or at least benched until you can look at their rat faces again.
To me, this is just that type of shit you really got to go through to know how dickbreaking it truly is. It's hard to prepare somebody for this typa shit tbh.