Tuesday, January 29, 2013

MI REFUGIO ... MI PADRE





Nunca en mi vida me imagine experimentar un dolor tan hondo .... no siento que tengo alma, corazón o sentimientos ... han pasado 2 meses y 5 días desde que mi papá se fue y el dolor es mas agudo .... Dicen que el tiempo todo lo cura, pero no es verdad, o si es verdad, aún no lo ha conseguido y veo imposible que lo consiga. El dolor rabioso, impotente, la tortura de buscar una respuesta que no existe, ha dado paso a una inmensa tristeza, a un estado de  duda permanente sobre algunas creencias que consideraba inmutables, a largos períodos de desgana y apatía absolutas. 

Estoy convencida que este dolor no se irá nunca de mi vida y para que vivir si solo quiero estar con él... mi papá me hizo prometerle cuando trate de quitarme la vida que nunca más lo iba a intentar... no veo puertas, ventanas, salidas .... sumado al hecho de que no solo lo perdí a él ... siento que es como que te levantas un día y llega la policía a decirte que tu familia ha tenido un accidente y todos murieron ... así lo siento ... a la misa del mes no me invitaron ... no importa pero se suma al dolor de perder a mi mejor amigo, mi confidente, el único ser humano que me ha entendido y nunca juzgado ... 

Sé que fuí una privilegiada al contar con mi papá ,"entero", durante tantos años, nunca lo juzgue NUNCA ... lo quise como lo que fue siempre, mi único refugio seguro, mi analgésico para todos mis dolores, el que con solo mirarme me adivinaba y sabía cuando no hacían falta las palabras, cuando una caricia valía más que mil sesiones de psicoanálisis.... solo oler su colonia calmaba todos mis miedos y ansiedades...  mi papi fue el que me enseñó todo lo bueno que hay en mí... creyó en mí ....  lo que me consuela es que no quedaron cuentas pendientes, ni palabras por decirnos, me dio el inmenso regalo de la LIBERTAD... tuvo la inteligencia emocional para ser el PAPÁ  que necesitaba, me hiciste sentir ÚNICA papi... cada día que pasa sigo llorando más que nunca su ausencia....

Me he vuelto un ente que trata de sobrevivir sola .... lo he perdido todo ... he perdido a mi padre y no lo acepto...



Falling apart...



My life is slowing falling apart and I'm not sure what to do. I lost my dad. I miss the days you held me and the days I hear your voice. I miss the days you were there. When the angels ask what I loved most about life, I'll say you.

Miss you more than ever daddy ....





I miss you more than ever and do not know what to do. I remember waking up at dawn, but can't expect to live another day without you. The distance is making my pain way worst. The mirror does not lie. I feel so different. I miss you. People spend and spend as long as the pace of life seems wrong. I was so different when you were here. It was so different when you were here. There is nothing more difficult than living without you. I'm suffering in the hope to once again see. You get the cold out of my body and it asks for you. But I do not know where you are. . . If you had been here, I would be so happy. But there is nothing more difficult than living without you...

FUCK I DON´T KNOW WHAT TO DO!!!!!!

HURTS BADLY!!!

Please GOD give me the strength to tolerate this pain....



Monday, January 28, 2013

Brandi Carlile - The Story


"The Story"

All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true... I was made for you

I climbed across the mountain tops
Swam all across the ocean blue
I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules
But baby I broke them all for you
Because even when I was flat broke
You made me feel like a million bucks
You do and I was made for you

You see the smile that's on my mouth
It's hiding the words that don't come out
And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed
They don't know my head is a mess
No, they don't know who I really am
And they don't know what I've been through like you do
And I was made for you...

All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true... I was made for you

Oh yeah, well it's true... that
I was made for you...

Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Three months since you passed away ...



After 3 months without my father the question is, does it get any easier? Not really. Not for me. Three months after his death I am getting the more normal images of my father when I think of him: my father lying on his bed in his bedroom telling me stories, my father sitting in his chair watching TV, my father telling one of his dirty jokes and laughing his great belly laugh. 

After 3 months seems that I’m going through another phase of intensity again and it’s getting worse. Almost everything reminds me my dad. The intense weeping continue and I can’t help but call out, “Dad, dad, dad” ... When I’m sad about something I remember my dad because he’s the person I’d always go to for consoling... when I’m happy about something I remember my daddy because he was always the first person I really wanted to share my good news with. When I’m just normal I remember him ... So I remember him all the time.

I dream about him a lot. I wake up from these dreams missing my father terribly but it does help to see him in my dreams....

I am so heart broken. Most of the time I don’t feel anything except I know I miss him dearly. The pain comes very heavily. I cry to the point of exhaustion and then I feel numb...

Thursday, January 17, 2013

Missy Higgins - Where I Stood


I don't know what I've done
Or if I like what I've begun
But something told me to run
And honey you know me it's all or none

There were sounds in my head
LIttle voices whispering
That I should go and this should end
Oh and I found myself listening

'Cos I dont know who I am, who I am without you
All I know is that I should
And I don't know if I could stand another hand upon you
All I know is that I should
'Cos she will love you more than I could
She who dares to stand where I stood

See I thought love was black and white
That it was wrong or it was right
But you ain't leaving without a fight
And I think I am just as torn inside

'Cos I dont know who I am, who I am without you
All I know is that I should
And I don't know if I could stand another hand upon you
All I know is that I should
'Cos she will love you more than I could
She who dares to stand where I stood

And I won't be far from where you are if ever you should call
You meant more to me than anyone I ever loved at all
But you taught me how to trust myself and so I say to you
This is what I have to do

'Cos I dont know who I am, who I am without you
All I know is that I should
And I don't know if I could stand another hand upon you
All I know is that I should
'Cos she will love you more than I could
She who dares to stand where I stood
Oh, she who dares to stand where I stood

He is gone forever...


I found myself becoming increasingly depressed and struggling to catch my breath. I hate my life without my father.

I have serious sleeping issues, as in I can get three days of sleep and not feel tired. I am always there for others ... I used to be a strong woman.

The days that follow my father´s death are just the worst kind. I am still in shock and disbelief. I keep feeling I NEED TO SEE HIM. I feel as if he has gone away on a journey. It is the worst pain ever to lose your dad that nurture you. It is a strong bond that is painful when severed. Now I wonder how I can go on in life without my Dad. 

I can't stand the pain, I am so sad and I can't sleep, I wander at night, and during the day I do my best but I am loosing my mind. I feel that I don't gave him enough love, time, it wasn't enough at all. I am so lonely without his smile and kind words, I think I am going crazy.

Now I have this obsession of analyzing the way he died and I don't have anyone to ask because the rest of the family don´t have contact with me... I know he was asking for me the day he passed away his nurse told me....If he just died in his sleep I should be happy that he didn't suffer so much but I don't even have that answer.... For me it's the same, same result….I will never see my father again.

I see his face everywhere, he will never leave me, he will always be part of me and I will never forget him…I  hope I will join him soon because eventually we will be together daddy ...

Tegan and Sara "Now I'm All Messed Up" Live in Montreal 2012



Stay
You'll leave me in the morning anyway
My heart
You'll cut it out you never liked me anyway
Why do you take me down this road
If you don't wanna walk with me?
Why do you exist all alone
When you could just talk to me?

Now I'm all messed up
Sick inside, wondering where
Where you're leaving your makeup
Now I'm all messed up
Sick inside wondering who
Who's life you're making worthwhile

Go, go, go if you want
I can't stop you
Go if you want
I can't stop you

Stay
You come back to me always anyway
Leave a mark
You said you never really loved her anyway
Why do I take this lonely road
Nobody here to walk with me
So I start fresh all over again
Why won't you just comfort me?

Now I'm all messed up
Sick inside, wondering where
Where you're leaving your makeup
Now I'm all messed up
Sick inside wondering who
Who's life you're making worthwhile

Go, go, go if you want
I can't stop you
Go if you want
I can't stop you

Monday, January 14, 2013

Dad ... broken heart


My sadness standing around feeling sorry for myself is momentarily exhilarating dad ... I need to move on and wherever I go I will bring you with me.

I tried to force myself to not be sad and when I couldn't will myself to not be sad, I became frustrated and angry.

If my life was a movie, the turning point of my depression would have been inspirational and meaningful. It would have involved wisdom-filled epiphanies about discovering my true self and I would conquer my demons ... but instead, I felt nothing.

I still numb and pain ... 
People say time heals eveything, but it does not... I feel you and miss you every day... I guess, its time to move on and pretending eveything is okey, when it's not...

I miss my dad every day. He was my rock he always knew what to say to get my self in line when I was starting to stray off course. 
When you have that one person who is always there for you and giving you advice and is constantly looking out for you every day is really nice and gives you a feeling of warmness, comfort and wanted and important because you feel protected. 

I lost him so I wind lost and confused and trying to find answers ...  I'd be lying if i said i was ok or getting better... I miss my dad so much. He was my dad, my friend, my teammate, he was my family. 

My dad used to kiss me on the forehead ... I missed that so much  ....  My dad was an honest man... He taught me so many things and i'm thankful to be called his daughter. It breaks my heart his absence ... I miss him with all my heart and wish i had him because no one will ever take his place ...

God, give me enough strength to pass through this difficult period in my life; give me wisdom to go through the trials I shall meet in my life with dignity;
strengthen my heart and soul to never lose belief in myself and honesty of other people around me; give me the ability to love, forgive and understand...



Thursday, January 10, 2013

Alicia Keys - Girl On Fire



She's just a girl and she's on fire
Hotter than a fantasy, lonely like a highway
She's living in a world and it's on fire
Feeling with catastrophe, but she knows she can fly away

Ohhhh oh oh oh oh
She got both feet on the ground
And she's burning it down
Ohhhh oh oh oh oh
She got her head in the clouds
And she's not backing down

This girl is on fire...
This girl is on fire...
She's walking on fire...
This girl is on fire...

Looks like a girl, but she's a flame
So bright, she can burn your eyes
Better look the other way
You can try but you'll never forget her name
She's on top of the world
Hottest of the hottest girls say

Ohhhh oh oh oh
We got our feet on the ground
And we're burning it down
Ohhhh oh oh oh oh
Got our head in the clouds
And we're not coming down

This girl is on fire...
This girl is on fire...
She's walking on fire...
This girl is on fire...

Everybody stares, as she goes by
'Cause they can see the flame that's in her eyes
Watch her when she's lighting up the night
Nobody knows that she's a lonely girl
And it's a lonely world
But she gon' let it burn, baby, burn, baby

This girl is on fire...
This girl is on fire...
She's walking on fire...
This girl is on fire...

Friday, January 04, 2013

You will always be in my heart



He was my best Friend what should i do? im so sad and depressed?
I lost my dad 2 months and 12 days ago. He was the best friend I ever had. He was so loyal. I can't stop thinking about him. My life is very depressing and sad without him.

My grief was and is still so unbearable that I contemplated suicide. I could not share the depth of my despair with anyone. At my lowest point, I realize that I could talk with God... one day at a time. Not move on with my life, just live one day at a time. The sun doesn´t  shine in my world. I still can't really talk about him or think about him for a long time without crying. Every night I say to him "Dad give me a sign" to let him know I still loved him and that I still need him. My advice so far is don't hold your grief in like I did. Talk about him to other pet people. Cry when you have to, curse and scream at the brutality of his death!

I will never forget you daddy. you will always be in my heart.

Missing you so much dad...




Is it my turn to die? My heart is pounding every time I try to say goodbye... miss you dad...

Wednesday, January 02, 2013

January 02, 2013




I miss my dad.  I always admire my dad for his patience and understanding, but I also know he was frustrated and probably a little angry at the disease. My heart aches each time Dad told me what the disease had taken. My heart aches, and I miss my dad terribly.  He taught me right from wrong and I could always count on him.

I can't see my life ever being the same again! I cry every day when alone. I still feel like he's gonna call me any day ... and then I remember that's never gonna happen again.  My heart aches ... I dream about him every night and that's a comfort. But sometimes it just hurts that I can't go see him. 

I really miss my dad and its hurting, I'm always thinking about him, he was my world... 


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