Everyone
deals with the passing of a friend or family member at some point in his or her
lives. Some are harder or more
devastating than others depending on how close your relationship, but either
way, the bottom line is- it sucks. Well most
recently I was unfortunate enough to experience a loss of an older family
member. I didn’t think I would be so
affected by it. I mean not to be blunt,
but she was old, it was time, it seemed almost better this way.
Strange no matter
how hard we try, we can’t control our emotions, our thoughts, or our feelings.
Time and space exist only in our minds, but our bodies operate on their
own scale. It’s weird how when someone
passes away, guilt comes into the picture.
You wish you could have given more love, you think you should be
grieving more, and then a small part of you thinks you’re being somewhat
dramatic, as death happens to each and every person. You cry when you’re not supposed to, and stay
dry eyed when you feel like you shouldn’t be.
And why is it you start to miss other people in your life that are long
gone? Isn’t there a cut off date of when
the grieving stops?
I feel like grieving the loss of
someone is the only problem people don’t try and one-up you on or judge you
about. It’s almost comical really how
people always try to make out their lives to be “so much harder.” For example if you say: I’ve been really depressed
lately. Boom, the one-upper goes on a
rant about how their getting thinking about electro-shock therapy. I have a sore throat, they have tonsillitis. I only got 4 hours of sleep, they’ve been
awake for 36 hours. I had 4 wisdom teeth
out and couldn’t eat for a week, the one-upper instantly rebuttals: I had 6 out
and lost movement in my jaw. Where does this shit come from? Like come on.
It gets to the point where I just want to say something ridiculous, like
“I was once a starving child in Africa for a year.” You can never beat starving children in
Africa. I'm sorry you just can't. It's an untouchable rebuttal.
But the passing of someone close to
you is the one thing we all seem to connect upon and understand. You don’t have to explain your feelings; it’s
just a mutual understanding amongst humankind. And somehow despite the tragedy, you’re given a much-needed
sense of clarity, as if the veil has been lifted and suddenly you see how much
love there is in your life. The little
things aren’t worth it and don’t even really seem like problems anymore. So let the one-upper have his or her moment
to be self-centered. It weeds out the
genuine from the non-genuine. A person who
actually cares about what you’re telling them won’t try to one-up you, they’ll
just listen :)
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