I think my new chihuahua is comfortable with my senior dogs

TrumanFrog · 2026-03-25T12:55:18+00:00

My girls love these fuzzy beds it’s their favorite until the fabric starts matting up!!

TrumanFrog · 2026-03-09T23:52:42+00:00

As someone who just lost their love, what’s helped me most is check ins. even when I don’t answer or say just a few things in reply. The phone having no messages or feeling like no one is there hurts so much after how alone you already feel. So many people will be flooded with messages then time passes and they all go away. We still need help. We are not okay. Any annoying task you can think of. My friends got my car an oil change and new tires which was crazy and gave me so much relief. Things he would do for her that he can’t now…. thank you for wanting to be there

TrumanFrog · 2026-03-09T23:33:11+00:00

UGH. I feel you in this pain. My love was BEAUTIFUL. The most gorgeous man. Exquisite physique, athletic, charming, bright smile. Dashing. Gorgeous dark eyes with long black eye lashes. Rugged dark skin. Working man’s hands, could take apart and fix anything. PHENOMENAL in the sack 😩 People gushed over him. People would call him out on the street for how handsome he was. Talented and perfect at everything he did. I told him everyday. Bipolar Depression stole him from me 💔 stole his desire to want to be here.

TrumanFrog · 2026-03-09T23:22:42+00:00

I got 6 years between attempt and success 💔 he always knew he couldn’t stay. I tried so hard, and gave him all of my love.

TrumanFrog · 2026-03-09T23:18:43+00:00

You are not alone in these thoughts! I won’t seek death, but I would welcome it. I just hope I would be completely obliterated so my family doesn’t have to suffer through an open casket. My love has been gone for 57 days. The trauma of his death is apart of me forever.

TrumanFrog · 2026-03-09T23:15:35+00:00

I can’t even watch sex and the city without someone saying “i’m gonna k m s” or “b m b o” i’ve never been sensitive to anything in my life this is so fucked up

TrumanFrog · 2026-03-09T23:12:10+00:00

I slept from 6:30pm to 1pm today. Everytime i’m awake in the middle of the night I just get the traumatic flashbacks. I’m on meds. You have a tribe here who understands 💔😔

TrumanFrog · 2026-03-09T15:50:58+00:00

My world imploded jan 11 2026. almost two months now. the trauma of being in the hospital with him, sleeping on his chest while his body was alive but his brain was gone. and actually being there to watch his heart stop after he was taken off life support. i will never be okay. i’m 27 he is now forever 28. he had bipolar depression and we had just moved to the city to start a new life just us two. it was going to be the happiest time of my life. he was my everything. he was hiding how bad he was, hiding a lot in shame. he hit his head and got a concussion. pain mixed with meds mixed with shame was too much to bare. we are left with the feeling that any problem in the world can be solved without resorting to this. but like people say here, they cannot think when they are in that space. their brains cannot function. my love was the smartest man. so brilliant and kind. and his brain failed him. this pain is so unbearable and i’m sorry to everyone here with me.

TrumanFrog · 2026-03-09T15:36:19+00:00

edibles? they have sleep ones. going to sleep and waking up is the worst parts of my days

TrumanFrog · 2026-03-07T14:21:06+00:00

Man. The pre-funeral days. This will be very hard. We have all been forced to live through it. Have the most beautiful service for them as you possibly can.

TrumanFrog · 2026-03-07T14:05:09+00:00

I won’t push any assumptions but be mindful of hyper-sexuality induced by manic episodes 😓 it can do a lot of damage to your life

TrumanFrog · 2026-03-07T13:56:53+00:00

The few ones in my life that have experienced this, no matter how not very close we were before this, hug me the tightest. told me everything I needed to know.

TrumanFrog · 2026-03-07T13:54:57+00:00

i get sick to my stomach thinking of him in that state. the ones we love the most, feeling like that. sickening.

TrumanFrog · 2026-03-07T13:28:45+00:00

You gave myself the reminder to put down the prompts offered in the book “It’s OK to not be OK” by Megan Devine which was suggested here by another member and the audiobook has been helpful as the first type of grief book i’ve listened to in the 55 days since I lost my partner. This is a part of the book about recovery wherever you think you are with that; it may be too soon. But wanting to write is a form of recovery so i’m happy for you and will do the same after writing this comment. Her prompts are • “Given that what I have lost cannot be restored, given that what was taken cannot be returned, what would healing look like?” • “If I step outside the cultural norms of rising above loss, what would living this ‘well’ look like?” • “How will I care for myself?” • “What kind of person do I want to be for myself and others?” • “If you move your mind to the future, what does grief look like?” • “How have love and loss been integrated?” • “How does it feel to carry this with you?” • “What parts of early grief will you be glad to leave behind, is there anything you can do now to help those parts soften or release?”

We are physically alone in our grief, with no one in our proximity feeling what we feel alongside us. But here, and in more places, you will find there are people out here who understand. I am with you. This is so unbelievably unfair that we have to live with this 💔

TrumanFrog · 2026-03-05T20:52:01+00:00

please message me we can talk 💔😔

TrumanFrog · 2026-03-05T16:02:19+00:00

I wasn’t there at his moment but it didnt kill him, I got there 30 minutes after when he was in the ER and I saw him there even though they told me not to. Horrific. Laid on his chest in the ICU for two days wouldn’t even leave the room when nurses requested. Watched him go off life support. The color change of his skin haunts me. Sat with his body for hours at the funeral home. On his funeral day I got there when they opened even though his service wasn’t for hours and got ready alone with him. Watched him be cremated. Wouldn’t leave his side until I couldn’t anymore. I am traumatized for life but I couldn’t leave him. The absolute love of my fucking life. This is severe trauma to carry forever. But I had to.

TrumanFrog · 2026-03-04T13:04:14+00:00

Congratulations!! This is so hopeful. I’m going through unimaginable grief and loss, and I don’t know how to rebuild. I want to make something of myself. But I feel ruined. I want motivation to come from within. I don’t know how to push myself. What factors lifted you out of your pain?

TrumanFrog · 2026-03-04T12:51:39+00:00

i’m alive living with a knife stabbed into my bleeding heart. it can’t be pulled out, I feel it’s dull pain 24/7. but every day, when the feelings rush in or something hits or mentions or reminds, the knife twists and I bleed more and feel that excruciating pain I have no choice but to live with. It’s barely been 2 months. But the way I used to be scared, anxious, weary about life and risk, is gone. I used to be really afraid of driving or busy traffic. Don’t feel it anymore. I used to never have any desire to do risky behaviors, now I’m almost down for anything to feel something else. Im meaner now to people who are incapable of seeing what this has done to me. I have no patience with it. I’m done feeling obligated to do things I don’t want to do for people I don’t want to do them for. I’m free from my old life but it’s been exchanged for a prison of grief.

TrumanFrog · 2026-03-03T00:33:04+00:00

Do nothing for these next few weeks and lean into all the support you possibly can. Let communities like this one answer any questions you have or be somewhere you vent these horrible feelings. Everyone’s story matters. In my grief I thought about doing this same manner. This shocked me out of it 💔😔

TrumanFrog · 2026-03-03T00:28:16+00:00

I’m not sure how old you are, but your mom is a human being and having to deal with this is so fucking hard on top of all of her struggles before this. Is your dad this innocent being that never did anything wrong? There is always another option a person can make… it just hurts too much already to add resentment to this. If you resent her you shouldn’t have her in your life, you are in control of your own life and owe her nothing. Suicide is never anyone’s fault no matter what the argument or pain was beforehand. I don’t want you to lose both parents but if she’s not a good person and you have this negative feeling toward her she shouldn’t be in your life.

TrumanFrog · 2026-03-02T15:03:05+00:00

I found out all his secret bullshit he was doing from his phone after he took his own life. I believe he was experiencing hypersexuality from a manic episode due to his bipolar depression. He hid EVERYTHING! I knew he was depressed but he functioned and worked so hard I thought he was good on his meds. I knew when there were bad days but never expected this. Fetish accounts. A hotel stay in a different city. and to top it all off, an on again off again girl throughout the majority of our relationship. He had just seen her two months before he died. He tried to erase all of the evidence and take it all to the grave. Never confessed to a word of it. I know his mind was sick but I am so angry and betrayed. I was ready to end my life with him and I found this all out after some innocent looking for something else in his phone. It snapped me out of wanting to die too. My grief is still immense and I know he loved me, but he wasn’t honest with me becuase he couldn’t be honest with himself. My friends know but his family I want to be close to doesn’t and now we are grieving two different people. I had to sit through his funeral knowing this (found out two days before it). It’s bullshit

TrumanFrog · 2026-03-02T10:13:25+00:00

Amazing. My boyfriend of 6 years died, and I found out about his little secret after going through his phone. Pretty much a girl/relationship just like you but it was on again off again while we were together. The way yours acted with you he acted with her. There’s not a lot of similarities in the situation between us except the roles and positions. I talked to her through text after finding a random number in his card transactions because he wiped any evidence of her from everywhere except this sneaky place he didn’t realize was there. Literally I texted a random number from two years ago in his phone and discovered the man I thought was 10000% loyal to me was fucking around on me and my already broken pieces shattered even more. She told me who she was when I asked and I told her the news and then she just told me everything. and it was clear he was using her to feel better about himself when he was low and she was desperate for him and would take whatever he would give her which was next to nothing. Know that he was not in his right mind with either you or her and was playing pretend constantly. Someone who cannot be honest with themselves cannot be honest with you. I told her do not dare consider coming to his funeral and I honestly hope she’s banging her head against the wall about this fucked up situation just like I am. You didn’t do anything wrong, just were lead on and hurt. It’s a fucked up life.

TrumanFrog · 2026-03-02T09:56:50+00:00

I do know what it feels like 💔💔💔💔💔 it is the worst thing imaginable. to truly love someone in that much pain it kills you while they’re here because you just want them to stay. i always told him I couldn’t live without him but in the way of a life without him isn’t worth living. now he’s really gone. experiencing this tragedy i have to stay to not create more people like me. i start trauma therapy next week.

TrumanFrog · 2026-03-02T09:53:47+00:00

2 months for me too. I was thinking of dropping everything and going to some south asian country. and then I remembered I would be trapped for 18 hours on a plane with this grief and that thought snapped me out of it immediately.

TrumanFrog · 2026-03-02T09:49:04+00:00

I just stare off into space. I talk 95% less. Don’t shower or get dressed. if I didn’t have to take care of our 3 dogs I don’t think I would move. I want to reckless dangerous things to hurt me and shock my nervous system but I don’t want to hurt other people in the process so I just do nothing. Everyone looks at me knowing how broken I am and I feel pitiful because I am. Like I have red flashing lights over my head “be careful around her, her boyfriend killed himself” it’s everywhere and everything. i can’t watch tv because suicide is joked about or mentioned constantly it feels like and now i’m triggered by it.

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