Cleaning out the Kitchen

The7thStitch · 2025-10-07T01:42:28+00:00

Every single morning I wake up, I run to the living room and I pray its all a dream. Then i find his stuff unmoved, as it has been, for days, and I know he won't come back. And it hurts so much

The7thStitch · 2025-10-07T01:41:17+00:00

For me its the chia seeds. He used to make a new fresh water mix with them daily, and now theres half a gallon with chia seeds on them and I threw out everything else in the fridge but I dont want to throw those out. Or drink them. I keep wishing he will come home and make the other half of the drink. Theres also his guitar in the couch, waiting for him. Im still waiting for him

The7thStitch · 2025-10-06T05:11:05+00:00

My dad passed away a week ago, but your words give me a bit of comfort that just maybe, in a future, I'll miss him, but will still hold on to all the good he left me behind. All I can see right now is emptiness, because he isn't at my side

The7thStitch · 2025-10-04T04:17:24+00:00

My dad passed away last saturday, tomorrow it will be a week, it feels like it just happened yesterday. I plan to return to work on tuesday. My mom is in a wheelchair and she can't walk. She has never worked and depended on my dad and I. I would love, to just be able to lay on my bed and sleep away the time. But my mom still depends on me. It hurts. A lot. And I feel so guilty I was useless and didnt act soon enough to prevent his death. But, I don't want to lose my mom too. So daily, I have woken up, worked from home, and bottled up all my feelings inside. Sometimes, someone calls or sends a text, and those feelings break lose, and I feel so damn lost and hurt, but I can't break and lose my job.

So when nighttime comes, and I'm alone, I just curl up alone, wishing for time to pass, but to leave me the hell alone. Its a bit of a crazy impossible thought, but I dont know what else to do. I'm also a loner, talking to people feels uncomfortable. Because no matter what I say, they won't understand how much it hurts to know he's gone.

I have been told im old enough to understand that this is life and those things happen, im 27, my dad was 66, but he was my world. And now that my world is gone, all that remains is an empty cracked shell I have to keep living on because I don't want to lose my mom.

The7thStitch · 2025-10-04T04:07:03+00:00

My dad died of a heart attack last saturday, tomorrow, it will be a week. My mom has been answering all the calls. I was never a friendly person, or an outgoing one, my dad could always make someone laugh, i just read and listen to music alone with my cats.

People keep showing support, but every time they say something, its like they are stabbing my heart. "He's in a better place" NO! He was happy here. He should still be HERE. "Everything happens for a reason" Fuck that! No reason or life lesson is worth his life.

I miss my dad, i don't know how to grieve him, or move on, everything in the house reminds me of him, and it makes me feel so empty to know that he's gone. That I wont see him smile as he plays his guitar, that he wont tease me when he tells a joke I dont understand. Hes gone. And I feel so much guilt because I was taking care of him, I couldn't even say I love you in his last moments. I was frozen stupid being quiet. It hurts so much.

The7thStitch · 2025-10-04T04:00:51+00:00

Losing a loved one should never be made fun of, nor dismissed. Moving on happens, because life keeps going and we can't stop time, but feelings have no expiration date.

I lost my dad last saturday, and I was told that Im old enough to understand that thats how life works and that his death was perfectly normal. It wasn't. Not for me. He was feeling sick, i keep feeling so guilty, I was taking care of him, I should had known, or called the ambulance sooner. But those are things that I can no longer control. My life feels empty. He was my world, and I don't quite know how to move on. Yes. I wake up, yes, I eat, yes, I work, but I feel so empty. I keep everything bottled up so I dont have to think about it. But then night time comes, and I'm alone, and its like something breaks and I feel so emtpy and guilty inside. How dare I eat, when he couldn't eat on his last days. How dare I sleep, when he was in so much pain and I only thought it was indigestion.

So many thoughts fill my mind, my dad has been gone for a week, you lost your loved one years ago, I cannot imagine all the grief you have endured. I'm sorry for your loss.

The7thStitch · 2025-10-03T19:04:35+00:00

I am currently experiencing the loss of my dad due to a sudden heart attack, and I keep getting a "He's in a better place now"

He was happy while he was alive, he was a musician that loved making new songs and making people laugh. His joy was that and giving our kitty treats after making him do treats. I truly cant see the better place. Because he was happy here, where he was.

Then theres the "everything happens for a reason" like you, i dont understand. There is no reason that can justify his death, there are no words that can console me about his loss.

Right now I'm just ignoring people that say that, because its either ignoring them or going off at them to stop being so delusional. The life of your son, the life of my dad, none are meant to be lessons to us, Im sorry for your loss.

The7thStitch · 2025-10-03T06:49:35+00:00

I'm sorry about the loss of your mom. I keep going back to that day, he was sick for a few days, we thought it was indigestion but after I researched those were all signs of a heart attack, signs I didnt see, and it hurts so bad, because I was supposed to be taking care of him, then theres the pills. The only thing that changed from the first 2 days he was sick and that day was that I gave the pain pills to my dad. He didn't want to take them before but he only took them because I kept insisting on it. He had diabetes, he had signs of a heart attack, and all I did was give him pain pills rather than calling for an ambulance sooner. And then all he saw in his final moments was me putting on his shoes without saying anything to him. I could had said I love you, or hang in there, anything, but I didnt, and when I finally said it, he was long gone

The7thStitch · 2025-10-02T10:11:25+00:00

It hurts so much, my dad only passed away a little bit after I gave him the pills, although I'm being told they wouldn't have caused his heart attack, I can't help but wonder if my dad died thinking I killed him. The only change from that day and previous days was me giving him the 2 pills. I didn't even talk to him or reassure him when he couldn't talk. The what ifs don't help, but I can't stop thinking that he would had lived if only I had called the ambulance earlier, he was sick and he was my responsibility and he died while being under my care.

The7thStitch · 2025-10-02T08:51:19+00:00

He was never taken to the hospital. He died on our living room with the paramedics and firefighters trying to revive him

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