Have you ever lost anyone, anon? How often do you think about them?
>>84361250No, but if I lost you, anon, I wouldn't want to live <3
>>84361250In the past 10 years I have lost 7 family members. I think of most of them every day.
>>84361611Crybaby little pussy boy
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>>84361611Sorry, anon.>>84361634>>84361698Shut up.
My dad died 12 years ago. Honestly I don't think about him often.
Don't care for family members.I'm envious of people who lost the love of their lives, because their love is eternal and beyond anything familial. What I mean is that people who lose the person they love and consider their life partner, they'll never experience any of the things that might bring down that love or taint it, which often happens the longer relationships go on, save for the luckiest people.
>>84361250If being voluntarily estranged from my family counts, then yeahI think about it every single day
>>84361250Yeah, a few. My childhood best friend, we had been raised together since newborns, same daycare and schools. He pulled a Cobain in sophomore year. I sometimes regret pulling away from our friendship because I just couldn't take his lashing out and attention seeking performances.Lost an aunt to a rare brain cancer, but I'm glad that a lot of the top researchers and doctors learned from her and helped her set a new record for life lived post diagnosis.Lost my great grandpa a few years ago, miss him a lot but don't think much about him.Just lost my great grandma a few months ago. She had dementia and didn't even recognize me anymore. That was honestly harder than the actual passing, we all knew it was coming. Just sad she died in a home, alone, dead for an hour while her nurse celebrated Thanksgiving. She didn't deserve that.I'm only 21, there will be more. Hold strong robots, I believe I'll see them all again someday, I just wish I didn't want to keep making that day closer.
>>84363496Following up, heres some thoughts I've been having recently:I think the way people describe the "heart" when speaking in romantic contexts is like a part of your soul.So what happens to it when you suffer a million a little heartbreaks everyday? How long till all the small cuts, infinitesimal, but noticeable, add up? How long until the scar tissue renders your own, human, flesh unrecognizable to itself?I think the body would treat it like anything foreign, attack it to protect itself. Like a cancer, it may be recognizably of you, but its now distinctly alien. It'd be very sad for your soul to attempt an excise of itself, especially a part once so esteemed. But Lucifer was before he fell too.The attacks against yourself can't tear your soul asunder, its made of sterner stuff. But it will harden the scar tissue only further. Eventually annealing to the point of uselessness. But the onslaught can't cease. The small heartbreaks no longer reach your heart, so you can't long for it anymore, the goodness you once felt towards all of the moments you thought you'd experience are gone. So the feelings that remain are either apathy or violence.Robots, I don't want to get angry everytime I see a woman I want to approach. So why has God made the natural order of my soul such that indelible marks have been left and this part of me hardened and useless?Sorry to diarypost but y'all know how it is. Wouldn't be here spilling this if I had someone to talk to.
>>84361250i lost my great grandma. my memory problems took any memories i had of her away tho. only thing that reminds me of her is a 2 dollar bill she apparently gave me when i was a child that i keep with my great grandpas WWII medals. i feel bad for forgetting so much about her
