CenotaphGirl
Under the dirt, that’s my home ⚰️
Oh wow, I'm so sorry thats awful. Please never judge yourself, relationships are up and down and you know you loved your father, you accept that he is a human and you are human. You are brave to share this, I am proud of you for forgiving yourself and allowing yourself to be open heartedI'm sorry for your loss Ceno. Death can be difficult to navigate. I lost my dad in 2014, a few days after his 70th birthday, a few days after xmas while my brother and I, with our families ,were visiting him and mum. My dad was not a good father and upset us all quite often. Even up to the day before he died he caused us upset. He was such a pain in the ass that I said under my breath as I walked away from some outrageous remark he made, "Why don't you just die already?" He died the next morning. My brother and I did CPR for an hour before the paramedics turned up and pronounced him dead. He had been suffering from cancer for the past 9 months or so. Didn't I feel like a heal at the time. I've forgiven myself since.
My dad dying was my biggest fear, I used to have nightmares about it, I used to stress out about having kids far too young because I always knew in my heart he wouldn't meet my children. My dad used to talk to me about his death to prepare me even though he wasn't sick, he used to tell me I cant cry forever and I have to get over it. But, ha! fat chance, I know I will cry about this till the day I finally see him again, and perhaps after that.