
deadbidaylight
When life leaves us blind, love keeps us kind
- Feb 27, 2025
- 34
I'm embarrassed to be even writing this, but it's not something I can really discuss with friends or family as they just don't understand. I'm hoping someone can validate that what I'm feeling isn't totally insane.
This isn't new news. In fact, he's been gone for 7 years now. It was widely publicized. Anyone who knows music, knows that Chester Bennington CTB via hanging in 2017. I've been a lifelong fan of Linkin Park, right back to the days of Hybrid Theory being released. Their music has gotten me through so many dark times in my life, and continue to do so.
My issue is, I cannot seem to move past the grief of Chester's passing. I think about it daily. I still cry about it at least once a week, if not more. There are certain songs that I can't listen to without completely breaking down. I feel like a big piece of my heart is missing knowing that he's really gone and there is nothing left. That I will never get to experience seeing him perform live, and that I will never again hear new music with his voice again.
It has gotten to the point where I have contemplated suicide in the same manner he did. Not necessarily *because* he did, but more so because if someone who had as much love and light as he did couldn't make it in the world, why should I think I can? This is where the suicide contagion topic comes into play (my earlier post). Why do I feel such an immense sadness over someone who I've never met and didn't know I even existed? I am so ashamed that I can be affected this greatly over someone famous who's been gone for so many years. I just want to be able to move on, and I can't seem to. I'm a grown ass woman, a mother, a partner. Why can't I get my shit together and carry on?
This isn't new news. In fact, he's been gone for 7 years now. It was widely publicized. Anyone who knows music, knows that Chester Bennington CTB via hanging in 2017. I've been a lifelong fan of Linkin Park, right back to the days of Hybrid Theory being released. Their music has gotten me through so many dark times in my life, and continue to do so.
My issue is, I cannot seem to move past the grief of Chester's passing. I think about it daily. I still cry about it at least once a week, if not more. There are certain songs that I can't listen to without completely breaking down. I feel like a big piece of my heart is missing knowing that he's really gone and there is nothing left. That I will never get to experience seeing him perform live, and that I will never again hear new music with his voice again.
It has gotten to the point where I have contemplated suicide in the same manner he did. Not necessarily *because* he did, but more so because if someone who had as much love and light as he did couldn't make it in the world, why should I think I can? This is where the suicide contagion topic comes into play (my earlier post). Why do I feel such an immense sadness over someone who I've never met and didn't know I even existed? I am so ashamed that I can be affected this greatly over someone famous who's been gone for so many years. I just want to be able to move on, and I can't seem to. I'm a grown ass woman, a mother, a partner. Why can't I get my shit together and carry on?