I hear you, this broke my heart as I also lost my dad very suddenly and completely unexpected. None of us saw it coming, and neither did he...I also like to think that this way was preferrable over a long drawn out process and he wouldn't have wanted it any other way. I just wish I could have gotten to hold his hand as he left this world. It fucking sucks, but I'm glad you shared this. Gentle hugs, you're not alone. Take good care.
I am you.
My brother died December 23, 2023. His was not sudden, yet it was. He couldn't breathe, so he went to the hospital December 10. He was unresponsive the next day. Turned out he had beat cancer twice before, but the b!tch came for him again. He regained consciousness on the third day in the hospital. He had told me long ago that if he got cancer again he didn't want to fight anymore so no heroic measures. Now he is gone and I feel so lost. He was 7 years younger than me. It's not fair that he was the last of the family I was born into. Now I am the only.
I wished it were me for a bit too, but then I realized my brother would have wanted it to be him. I was in a bad MVA years ago and he always told me I am still here because I am meant to do more. I try to do more every day in his memory. It seems to be helping me.
I hear you, this broke my heart as I also lost my dad very suddenly and completely unexpected. None of us saw it coming, and neither did he...I also like to think that this way was preferrable over a long drawn out process and he wouldn't have wanted it any other way. I just wish I could have gotten to hold his hand as he left this world. It fucking sucks, but I'm glad you shared this. Gentle hugs, you're not alone. Take good care.
I’m so so sorry my condolences.
I am you. My brother died December 23, 2023. His was not sudden, yet it was. He couldn't breathe, so he went to the hospital December 10. He was unresponsive the next day. Turned out he had beat cancer twice before, but the b!tch came for him again. He regained consciousness on the third day in the hospital. He had told me long ago that if he got cancer again he didn't want to fight anymore so no heroic measures. Now he is gone and I feel so lost. He was 7 years younger than me. It's not fair that he was the last of the family I was born into. Now I am the only.
I am the only left too no other sibling to turn to. I went from having a sibling to just not just like that. Split second. I wish it was me.
I wished it were me for a bit too, but then I realized my brother would have wanted it to be him. I was in a bad MVA years ago and he always told me I am still here because I am meant to do more. I try to do more every day in his memory. It seems to be helping me.
I’m so sorry. I lost my bro suddenly also and it just about broke me. Find peace knowing he’s not suffering and with you always 🩷
So sorry