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Wanderer
- Jul 10, 2023
- 145
The reality of this notion has really hit home. I feel it deep in my heart.
I've been transparent with a few people recently, both for their sake and for the sake of my loved ones (asking that they look after them in their grief, etc).
One literally laughed in my face, dismissing and patronising me. I used to be very close to this person. She didn't arrange to meet up and I haven't heard from her since.
One I haven't heard back from - I literally asked if we could hang out one last time as my health is unstable and I'm not sure how much longer I have left. I asked her if she'd be able to support a few loved ones in their grief. Nothing.
I am met with hysteria and aggression each time I bring it up with a particular and very important person. Constant guilt trips.
That being said, one person just kind of gets it and has been so supportive. I am so unbelievably grateful to her.
Do people realise what a blessing it is to be surrounded by loved ones in their final moments? To be given the chance to say their goodbyes, their last words and make their final wishes?
I hate how we have to die alone. Surrounded by no one. Not given the chance to say how we really feel, unless it's after our death in a note or beforehand but risking our freedom and whatever crumbs of sanity we have left.
They won't care until you're dead.
I've been transparent with a few people recently, both for their sake and for the sake of my loved ones (asking that they look after them in their grief, etc).
One literally laughed in my face, dismissing and patronising me. I used to be very close to this person. She didn't arrange to meet up and I haven't heard from her since.
One I haven't heard back from - I literally asked if we could hang out one last time as my health is unstable and I'm not sure how much longer I have left. I asked her if she'd be able to support a few loved ones in their grief. Nothing.
I am met with hysteria and aggression each time I bring it up with a particular and very important person. Constant guilt trips.
That being said, one person just kind of gets it and has been so supportive. I am so unbelievably grateful to her.
Do people realise what a blessing it is to be surrounded by loved ones in their final moments? To be given the chance to say their goodbyes, their last words and make their final wishes?
I hate how we have to die alone. Surrounded by no one. Not given the chance to say how we really feel, unless it's after our death in a note or beforehand but risking our freedom and whatever crumbs of sanity we have left.
They won't care until you're dead.
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