How to cope with losing a best friend?
First of all, I'm so sorry. That is the most horrible feeling.. I'm going through a very similar situation right now. What I've done, is stick to my hobbies even more hardcore. I don't know if my circumstances will help you, as I don't know what happened for you. So I hope maybe you can get the general idea. Well I used to have a bunch of friends, and they all left me for no reason. I was alone for close to 2 years. At that point I was very depressed and suicidal (Still recovering from that). I found her, and we became SUPER close. Like, you couldn't separate us at all. I soon found out that she was Anorexic, which causes depression, kind of. We helped eachother, but she slowly stopped helping me and only focused on herself. So I was again alone. She gradually made my condition worse, and I slipped back into my suicidal thoughts, because of her... Jump forward a bit, and we had gotten into a HUGE fight. She did a lot of things to me, and it hurt a lot. NOW, it's been a couple months. I always enjoyed art, so I started to draw a lot more. I also got much more involved in music and writing. I love writing now, and I write everyday. I have to say, never try to forget. If you forget it, you won't learn from it, and you are bound to repeat it. Coping is putting yourself into something else that you enjoy. It's hard to move on, you just have to keep moving forward. Good luck, and I hope things work out for you. I also hope you kind of understand why I shared that bit about myself
How do you cope with the death of a friend?
The really important thing about friendship — and all personal relationships, for that matter — is the manner in which your identity incorporates the other person. My father is my father because I’m his son; part of my identity is “so-and-so’s son.” I think of myself as being some particular person’s son; one thinks of oneself as some particular person’s wife, or husband, or friend, or whatever. Your identity is, in part, constituted by your relationship to a particular person, which is what creates that relationship in the first place. You are who you are, in some sense, because of who you have relationships with.This relationship deepens the more your identity incorporates the other person. This is one reason, among others, that going through things with another person helps cement your relationship with them. “I lived with this person for three years; we went on a roadtrip together; in college we joined the same club; we graduated together.” The more intense the experiences you have with a person, the more deeply they cement your relationship with them.When a loved one dies, what you’re experiencing is a blow to your identity. I cannot be my father’s son if my father is dead. You cannot be your spouse’s husband or wife if they are dead. If it feels as if a piece of you is missing, that’s why. A part of your identity is no longer valid, and you’ve lost part of yourself.The obvious shift here is from “I have this relationship to this person” to “I once had this relationship to this person.” It’s a process of letting go of that part of yourself, not so that it vanishes but so that it changes. The person you knew passes into memory, and the part of you that knows them becomes the part of you that knew them. This process is painful, but it’s a part of grief. If you are a person who responds to things by grieving, then it’s necessary.With the sole exception of romantic partners, I, personally, do not grieve. This is a result of my peculiar psychological makeup, in which isolation and independence are the rule, not the exception.
My daughter has an imaginary friend?
my daughter has developed , not one but 2 imaginary friends. the developed just after she started preschool, about a couple months ago, and untill this week i thought they were actually real children she had been playing with.My daughter still does have a big issue every morning about me dropping her her so im thinking her imaginary friends "LUCY and JAMES" are kind of like a comfort replacement for mummy ? but idk . Her imaginary friends only appear at school, she has never said anything like " is playing with me " or what ever at home . But the other day , while at a firework display , Lucy started to appear. As we were going home , my daughter said, "mummy , lucy was at the fireworks" and still thinking she was real , i asked her why didnt she say hello then . My daughter told me Lucy was being very naughty and was touching the bonfire! A bit confused i just thought perhaps because it was dark she may have just seen somone that looked like lucy . I thought nothing of it. Then the other day we were shopping and i bought muy daughter a new jumper, that evening ,my daughter was talking to the grandparents on the phone about her new jumper , then she said " lucy was there too , and she got a jumper like mine " So this morning i asked one of the teachers if there was a lucy or a james at the nursery , and of course niether of them exsist. So my questions/ worries are , should i still continue to talk to my daughter as if her friends are real, should i ask my daughter if her friends are real , should i be worried that she dosnt seem to have real friends , as until now i was thinking lucy was her best friend and that she was getting on ok at nursery and making friends. thanks so much for any comments.
How do I cope with the death of my father?
One midnight around 0200 A.M. my father came to Chennai in a car and told just after a severe caughing he couldn't speak for 10 sec. He wanted to admit in a hospital immediately for that. He was admitted and all tests were carried out and found plaque at the junction of main arteries in the neck. No solutuon for that except an operation which had very poor success rate. He was treated with medicines only.Till the age of 63 he was never admitted in a hospital. After that incident hospital was very much dear to him. He kept on changing doctors and hospitals every time.Finally one day he fell in coma ,within three days,soul detached from his body.I knew he was going to die soon and preparing everybody for that incidence. But none were accepting the reality. It was 4 a.m when he lost his life and every body started crying only. Nobody was there to help me. I was doing alone all the arrangements.In the background ,I was thanking him for all the good things done in my life.He never scolded me except two or three occasions , that I used to treate it as a noble prize.Teaching Swimming etc, Encouraging me to buy things for the family /agriculture at the very young age itself.When I failed in the Pre University Exam, he might be the only father to suggest a tutorial college without scolding.When I asked him for the admission for the aviation course, he gladly agreed as if he was going to study.Even after my mother's objection to Pilot training,he coolly permitted me without her knowledge.He was encouraging and supporting me at every turning point in my life.Now coming back to the question.As a father he did his duties more than any father. He was proud of my achievements in my life. He was very much sick for four years and had more than enough trouble. It was his time to go.So I never grieved at that time. But problem was whose ever came and met me with sad mood got a shock because I had no feelings in my face. I was inside thanking him for all the good things done to me. Only once i cried for five minutes during that period.For my successful life till now ,my father was the root cause.Thank you Father.Thanks to Quora to express my feelings.
How to forget a dead friend?
I had a neighbor which was very close to me.He was 29 years old.He had 2 children.On of them is 2 years old,the another one is 4 years old.I knew him since 2012 or 2013.He is dead yesterday.A car aciddent.He always was gaving me advices.He was taking care about me.Like "never give up" He just only worked for him family.He had a very difficult life (Beginning) he opened near his house some market.After that he never stopped.He always had some work to do.(to spend time with his family,talk with us and extc.) He was very,very,very good,faithful,angel and lord man.Now i can't forget him.Rest in peace my best friend.I just only want to share it with you.
Friend killed herself because of me?!?!?!?
ok i am going to try and write this as best as i can which isnt very good cos im shaking alot. a couple of days ago (week+a half) my friends mother unfortunately had to deal with finding her daughter dead on the living room floor. no body knows what she did to die everyone now beleives she suffercated herself because there was no blood, no marks etc. i was in shock the first night and stayed in hospital. i basically froze + fainted. its not calmed down yet ofcourse its only been like a week, but yesterday was my first day back at school - i would of gone sooner but ive grown up and went every day to school since we were 2 and couldnt cope not walking to bus sitting on bus etc without her.her brother alex - (my boyfriend) funeral was today and playing was lovestory - taylor swift only the start of it because she loved it so so much she would listen to it in the morning on bus and as soon as she got home for school. it would always be playing when i went round hers as it started playing in the church i couldnt help but burst into tears hugging alex i broke down, the vicar was reading out the prayers etc. and then he pulled out a note and nobody knew what it was apart from her mother+father who started to cry, i thought it was a story she wrote when she was younger or a list of ambitions or something. but no, it was a note saying goodbyes which made me half die inside to know she wrote this before she killed herself, it read how she loved all the people and how she loves her animals and will miss them, didnt say anything about why she did it and everyone was slightly upset by this but there was a tiny note of paper folded within the paper i didnt say anything cause i didnt want to interupt the service but he noticed it and read it which said "to rach" he asked her mother who rach was and she said it was me. and i was the only one that could read it. i read it and i was horrified to find she killed herself for me. thats all it said i dont know why she did this why did she kill her self for me? i wasnt doing anything im in a state i dont know what to do please help me im so upset help thankyou rest in peace Sammie
What's the best way to help a grieving friend?
I've provided some suggestions here in list form to make your options seem less confusing. I know how confusing it can feel to approach someone in grief. You don't want to say the wrong thing, or worse yet, trigger them into an uncontrollable crying fit. However, there are universal truths to helping a friend in bereavement and here they are. 1. Be a good listener. Let them talk openly about their fears, sorrow and emotional chaos. 2. Send a heartfelt note. When you write your words down, you can organize your thoughts better and execute the exact sympathy you want to express. 3. Organize a card signing from others (friends) to express sympathy for the recent loss. 4. Prepare a comforting meal or bring over food. Comfort foods can ease the pain. 5. Attend the funeral or memorial service and be an emotional support to your friend. 6. If applicable, do some fundraising for a cause that relates to your friends father's passing. 7. Help out with everyday tasks - dog walking, chores or errands. 8. Share your own experiences. If you feel that you have experiences that will empathize with your friend, talk about it and share comforting words. 9. Ask them if they want space to grieve. There are moments in grief where a person wants to have time to themselves. Don't be afraid to ask if your friend wants some space. Let her know that you're only a phone call away. Make yourself available but try not to smother. 10. Get her moving. If she's up for it, plan some activities. If she likes to workout, you can exercise together, go out to lunch etc. I'm so sorry for your friends loss and I know eventually, in time, she will recover. However, like everyone else in grief, she will need to navigate the stages of loss until she has processed that loss and reaches acceptance. My prayers are with you.
How do I cope with the death of a loved one?
I don’t know that I would call it “overcoming the death of a loved one”; it sounds as if you’ve conquered death or gotten over it entirely or something. Neither of which I have done!I think that, for me, I’m okay now because I took the time to grieve when it happened.Eight years ago this February, our firstborn child, whom we named Annie, was stillborn. I was in shock afterwards. I could not comprehend how the universe could be so cruel!So I cried. I asked questions. I asked my pastor why in the world God had done this to me; he didn’t have an answer, which made me feel weirdly better. So I read about it in books like “Why Bad Things Happen to Good People” by Rabbi Kushner, who also didn’t have an answer either but whose anecdotes made me feel much better. I attended church and actually spoke up in my small group, explaining that we’d lost our little girl and I didn’t know why.My pastor suggested that I curse at God; after all, He could probably take it. I never did; I never really needed to. Permission to do it was enough.I cried. Oh my goodness, did I cry. I cried every day for months. I sobbed — and I mean SOBBED — every day for four weeks afterwards.About six months after our loss, I went to a doctor and asked about the medication I was on for [my medical condition, which is pretty serious]. Could I have killed my daughter by continuing to take it during gestation? The answer was no, that is exceedingly unlikely — and besides, I NEEDED to be on said medication. Forgiving myself for whatever part I played in Annie’s death was important.Then, on Annie’s third birthday, I started a foundation to sew quilts for mothers who’ve lost children like we did. That made me feel better; it doesn’t provide an excuse for her death, but it does give me something to do with the empathy I’ve gained from my experience.I’ve helped friends who’ve lost their babies.I’ve joined the executive board of a babyloss group that helps other mothers and fathers who’ve been through similar experiences.I’ve answered questions on Quora about my experiences.Now, I can look back on my pregnancy and smile because it was beautiful instead of cry because it ended too soon (usually). Though I would take Annie back in an instant if given the choice, I wouldn’t go back to the time before she died. I am okay now.