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I really don't handle it well at all, I cry everyday. It's weird too because yesterday I changed my icon back to him just tring to grasp alil something and I see this today. There is no healing and the world keeps turning even if you don't.
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My dad died about 6 years ago when I was 8 and i was just shocked. I didn't think it was real so i guess I haven't really dealt with it yet. I am still hoping that maybe he will come back, i haven't fully excepted that he's gone. So to answer your question how to deal with it, maybe just try to except it and move on.
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Im sorry for your grief, i hope you can find peace and happiness in your life once again. Losing a loved one does bring sadness, but for only as long as you need it to. Pay attention to your body, embrace your pain, and let it go. That can be a very difficult, but powerful, task.
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Im sorry for your grief, i hope you can find peace and happiness in your life once again. Losing a loved one does bring sadness, but for only as long as you need it to. Pay attention to your body, embrace your pain, and let it go. That can be a very difficult, but powerful, task.
I don't see death as final at all, it is just the next stage of our spiritual journey. This physical form we have taken has stopped running for some reason or another.
The matter and energy we were created with will blend back into the universe and begin life anew. Our bodies will mix into the earth and create flowers perhaps, or give sustenance to other creatures.
Our spiritual beings, I believe, reclaim their place in the universe as a part of everything their is.
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
- Mary Elizabeth Frye
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Death is like reliving the worst parts of childhood. You want something so very much but no matter how hard you scream, cry, or yell you can't have it. But the worst part is now that you're old enough to understand, the power of understanding which ushered you into adulthood so quickly let's you down quicker than you were crushed by loss to begin with. So then, you're left there like a kid in a candy store looking up at all the candy you'll never get to taste thinking why didn't I when I had the chance? We look at photos of those we love and think why didn't I do what I could then because now I can do nothing.
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Death is like reliving the worst parts of childhood. You want something so very much but no matter how hard you scream, cry, or yell you can't have it. But the worst part is now that you're old enough to understand, the power of understanding which ushered you into adulthood so quickly let's you down quicker than you were crushed by loss to begin with. So then, you're left there like a kid in a candy store looking up at all the candy you'll never get to taste thinking why didn't I when I had the chance? We look at photos of those we love and think why didn't I do what I could then because now I can do nothing.
But eventually, that sadness, that loss, that grief turns into purpose. You wake up one day and you realize that like a kid in an empty playground; you're it now. At first that scares you. You think "why me? How can I live up to this immortal standard?" But you soon realize that because of those you have seen go, you are now given the very power that made them so great. You realize that we are those we have left behind. So you smile, because of them you are real.
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I look at death a little differently than most, I think. I don't go to funerals to pay last respects. If I didn't respect that person in life then why would I pay last respects? I prefer to let those close to me whom I respect, and they know it. Besides, all things die, and the journey begins. At least I hope it's that way.
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The grief that comes straight after is good. Confronting it is the best way to move forward. Just getting it all out of your system, then reminisce about the good moments shared.
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I have very little experience with death, and I've also never died (if you couldn't tell), so I've never had to handle it.
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I don't think there's any "handling it". (Denying it for a while perhaps, but not "handling it").
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I don't think there's any "handling it". (Denying it for a while perhaps, but not "handling it").
The grief comes and "handles" you. And there's nothing you can do about it. It's a process you have to go through; and putting it off just makes it worse.
So I tend to dive in and fully "live" the experience. And I marvel at the ability of someone to so deeply affect me. And I start by crying that it's over.
Yet I earnestly look forward to the days when I will smile because it happened in the first place.
Anyone who's seen me reply to posts about grief will see that I end my responses with "grieve well". It's going to happen; so why not fully live it and experience it? And then, when the time is right, set it aside. Want to heal. Look forward to healing. Actively move towards it.
Because prolonged self-abuse because they are now gone . . . is no kind of monument or commemoration of them. Honour them. Fully experience and walk through the grief (which is all about you) -- and then set it aside to re-focus on just how fortunate you were to have known them for as long as you did.
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I actually look forward to death (not in a morbid or suicidal way) because I can't wait to walk with God for eternity. I know most of you are rolling your eyes, but to be honest, I love having something to look forward to after life on earth, and to know that nothing in this life can ever take that final reward away from me. A good friend died recently and I was so upset until I realized that I should just be happy that he is filled with the eternal love of God in heaven.
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It all depends on everyone's own beliefs, but I see death as being meant to be. I feel like it's a part of your plan from the beginning of your life, no matter what you do to prevent it. It's no secret that death is inevitable, so I feel like it was supposed to happen which ever way it does in our lives, and try to get myself to accept that.
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When my Grandpa died I held in my emotions for a while in order to comfort my mother. Then one day I was listening to Johnny Cash when the tears started to flow. I had a good cry and felt better.
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I remember the Baha'i scriptures:
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I remember the Baha'i scriptures:
"O SON OF THE SUPREME!
"I have made death a messenger of joy to thee; wherefore dost thou grieve?
"I have made the light to shine on thee its splendor: why dost thou veil thyself therefrom"
--"The Hidden Words," Part Two, #32
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I think of death kind of like its said in the Princess Bride: "Death cannot stop true love, only delay it a little while."
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I think of death kind of like its said in the Princess Bride: "Death cannot stop true love, only delay it a little while."
We are only away from our loved ones for a while. I know that there is the issue of Heaven and Hell, but I honestly believe that my loved ones and I are not so diametrically different that we would end up in different places.
I truly focus on the idea that we will be together again.
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I read Betty White's book, If You Ask Me, and she talks about death in one chapter. She says that she would cope with death through something her mom told her. She said that life is beautiful but death is like a secret. So every time someone would die, her mom would say "they know the secret now." Ever since I read that, I remember the good times I've had with a person before they died and not so much about their passing.
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