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I never imagined that a day would come when I would feel this helpless…😔 My little cat Lucy is in my hands right now, a tiny body exhausted by pain. Today she fainted again… and she hasn’t woken up for hours. I rushed her to the vet, begging him...

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July 1, 2015. Eleven years ago today… I never got to hear her cry. Our first baby, our daughter Ara was born still at 24 weeks. My wife and I got to hold her and say goodbye to the child we had hoped to say hello to and welcome into the world. My wife said she had my nose, and I said she had her eyebrows. She was beautiful. Eleven years later, I still think about her. Every July 1st, and a lot of days in between. The places we would have gone together. The daddy-daughter moments we would have shared. The father I would have gotten to be to her, alongside the two I get to raise now, her little brother and sister. Grief doesn’t really end. I think it just becomes something you carry differently as times goes on. I’ve learned that it’s okay. It doesn’t mean that I haven’t healed; it just means that I loved my little girl so much even before I got to meet her. But I do hold onto this hope that death isn’t the end of her story or ours. One day I’ll get to see her and hold her again, no more tears or goodbyes, just joy in God’s presence. Ara, I can’t wait to see you. If you’ve lost a child at any stage, in any way, I hope you feel seen. You’re not alone in still thinking about them even if the world has moved on. You’re not alone in still loving them. You’re not alone in wishing you could share moments with them, making memories together. You’re not alone in still missing a cry you never got to hear. I pray that you know that YOU are loved. 🙏

Joshua Cho

35,086 просмотров • 1 месяц назад

My far-left mother once told me that she and my father made a point of getting repeated COVID vaccines specifically so Trump couldn’t keep them from the public. The result? She developed severe COVID that landed her in the ER. I recently realized I’ve spent more of my life without my mother in it, because she’s a far-left lunatic who can’t accept that I’m not, than I have with her in it. Every decade or so she tries to make amends. It always ends the same way: she eventually realizes I haven’t changed, it eats away at her, and within a few months she unravels and lashes out. I end up blocking her on everything again because the toxicity becomes unbearable. This latest round, she claims I only hold my views for money and attention. I’m sure I’m rolling in that $200 a month from X. 🙄 Liberalism truly functions like a mental disorder. It corrodes people’s hearts and minds and tears families apart. I don’t really care anymore, but every so often I feel a quiet sadness at the thought of what it might have been like to have a mother. For those of you who do, I hope you never take her for granted. My daughter is a little left-leaning, which is typical as a teenager. I just talk to her and plant seeds knowing that she's smart enough to find the truth herself. I would never do to her what my mother has done to me for a lifetime, and I can say that if I've accomplished nothing else in my life, I've at least broken that family curse.

Lj Priest (Trader Jill)

126,494 просмотров • 3 дней назад

Sorry, I’m drunk: We don’t have many “little steps” left to take or make. We won’t be together much longer. She will be taken; though I’ve known it for years, it doesn’t hurt less. She shined in an incredible way – a supernova. I was black-pilled after a terrible divorce complete w/ false accusations & later this woman came along; I was slow to trust & bitter but she made the world bright again. She made me smile. She gave me hope & something to come home to. I think that’s what most men aspire to…something to come home to, some family unit to serve & sacrifice for. I put my own life below my children’s, and below my wife or partner. I will suffer whatever I must for their benefit, and I’ll take satisfaction in doing it. In a weird way, it will make me happy. She is far more than I deserve & now she is wasting away…and I can’t do anything about it, no matter how much I work or suffer. Part of me – maybe a large part – will go with her. I will soldier on for the kids, but she was so beautiful & bright…that light will be gone & I’m not sure what’s left. Now she struggles to get out of bed. Can’t eat besides a bag of liquids hooked to a pump & tube, either. Which is only one of three tubes & bags. Cancer is devouring her. She weighs 80 pounds. She’s still beautiful. I will be lost without her; no purpose or rudder. I was going to show her the world & how to have spontaneous adventures…she’d started learning to non-rev & we made good use of it, but it’s not to be. I’ll carry on for the kids, but I just don’t see anything for me, and I’m tired of being the good soldier & sucking up all the bad shit. So, so tired of “you’ll survive”. I’m sorry. Like I said, I’m drunk. I need to let this stuff out sometimes. Bobby Brown had a great sentiment & my GF danced to it in the video: “Every little step I take, you will be there Every little step I make, we’ll be together” I was against commitments when we met, then skeptical, then hoped & lived for it. I rejoiced in finding a partner like her – she’s just so good. Then I was robbed of it. More importantly, she was robbed of everything. I already mourn for her, and part of that is mourning for all that could have been for her. The world is losing an amazing woman. Just a zombie at this point. Not feeling much of anything. Sorry, drunk musings as I go through my phone. I try not to talk about this, and I am really good when she’s unloading on me, but I don’t have anyone else to share that with & sometimes it builds up. I’m not a threat to anyone or myself; my job actually gives me some joy…but I’m just hurting at home now.
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Sorry, I’m drunk: We don’t have many “little steps” left to take or make. We won’t be together much longer. She will be taken; though I’ve known it for years, it doesn’t hurt less. She shined in an incredible way – a supernova. I was black-pilled after a terrible divorce complete w/ false accusations & later this woman came along; I was slow to trust & bitter but she made the world bright again. She made me smile. She gave me hope & something to come home to. I think that’s what most men aspire to…something to come home to, some family unit to serve & sacrifice for. I put my own life below my children’s, and below my wife or partner. I will suffer whatever I must for their benefit, and I’ll take satisfaction in doing it. In a weird way, it will make me happy. She is far more than I deserve & now she is wasting away…and I can’t do anything about it, no matter how much I work or suffer. Part of me – maybe a large part – will go with her. I will soldier on for the kids, but she was so beautiful & bright…that light will be gone & I’m not sure what’s left. Now she struggles to get out of bed. Can’t eat besides a bag of liquids hooked to a pump & tube, either. Which is only one of three tubes & bags. Cancer is devouring her. She weighs 80 pounds. She’s still beautiful. I will be lost without her; no purpose or rudder. I was going to show her the world & how to have spontaneous adventures…she’d started learning to non-rev & we made good use of it, but it’s not to be. I’ll carry on for the kids, but I just don’t see anything for me, and I’m tired of being the good soldier & sucking up all the bad shit. So, so tired of “you’ll survive”. I’m sorry. Like I said, I’m drunk. I need to let this stuff out sometimes. Bobby Brown had a great sentiment & my GF danced to it in the video: “Every little step I take, you will be there Every little step I make, we’ll be together” I was against commitments when we met, then skeptical, then hoped & lived for it. I rejoiced in finding a partner like her – she’s just so good. Then I was robbed of it. More importantly, she was robbed of everything. I already mourn for her, and part of that is mourning for all that could have been for her. The world is losing an amazing woman. Just a zombie at this point. Not feeling much of anything. Sorry, drunk musings as I go through my phone. I try not to talk about this, and I am really good when she’s unloading on me, but I don’t have anyone else to share that with & sometimes it builds up. I’m not a threat to anyone or myself; my job actually gives me some joy…but I’m just hurting at home now.

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171,526 просмотров • 1 год назад

i wish this wasn’t real, but bro!! this was my experience just this morning, this was someone i took on a date last week of december, we were meant to meet up again, but she had to leave for service(in the east) on her arrival we couldn’t talk, i texted her on snap(see first media) but she didn’t reply, two days later i texted her on whatsapp and the message didn’t tick twice, it was then i realized something is wrong, i had to call her, she explained to that her phone got bad on her arrival, she asked me for financial assistance, i sent her the money to fix the phone, days later she didn’t mention anything about the phone, then i had to ask her during one of our conversation, it was then she told me that “it’s a panel issue, it cant be fixed anymore” i sympathized with her then continued our conversation, days later she asked for another money for the same phone fixing, i explained my current situation to her, i told her about the expenses on me and i can’t spend anymore money out of budget, she grumbled and sighed, i had to apologize to her lol, just two days back i noticed she reposted a post on her ticktock and the message on whatsapp finally ticked twice, i asked her on call if she has fixed the phone, she said no, saying that the money i sent won’t be enough since it’s panel issue, i said okay,( though i was suspicious but i didn’t make a big deal out of it) lo and behold i came across her tiktok page with a new post(content) i asked her about the phone and this was her response(last media), i deleted her number and blocked her.💔💔💔
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i wish this wasn’t real, but bro!! this was my experience just this morning, this was someone i took on a date last week of december, we were meant to meet up again, but she had to leave for service(in the east) on her arrival we couldn’t talk, i texted her on snap(see first media) but she didn’t reply, two days later i texted her on whatsapp and the message didn’t tick twice, it was then i realized something is wrong, i had to call her, she explained to that her phone got bad on her arrival, she asked me for financial assistance, i sent her the money to fix the phone, days later she didn’t mention anything about the phone, then i had to ask her during one of our conversation, it was then she told me that “it’s a panel issue, it cant be fixed anymore” i sympathized with her then continued our conversation, days later she asked for another money for the same phone fixing, i explained my current situation to her, i told her about the expenses on me and i can’t spend anymore money out of budget, she grumbled and sighed, i had to apologize to her lol, just two days back i noticed she reposted a post on her ticktock and the message on whatsapp finally ticked twice, i asked her on call if she has fixed the phone, she said no, saying that the money i sent won’t be enough since it’s panel issue, i said okay,( though i was suspicious but i didn’t make a big deal out of it) lo and behold i came across her tiktok page with a new post(content) i asked her about the phone and this was her response(last media), i deleted her number and blocked her.💔💔💔

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706,530 просмотров • 6 месяцев назад