Missing someone and not being able to see them is the worst feeling ever.... I know that those we love don’t go away, they walk beside us everyday…Unseen, unheard but always near, still loved, still missed and very dear, you know what daddy, IT ISN'T GOOD ENOUGH AT ALL ... and they, fuck daddy, this time they broke me so bad that I can't find the pieces ..... I AM SORRY .... no mas...
Es exactamente asi, es un ciclo que va y viene, y cuando estas alejado sentis que estas volviendote fuerte, que tal vez se volvio manejable, y luego vuelve y te das cuenta que no. solo sacaste la cabeza del agua por un segundo, y hay un punto en el que solo pensas en esperar a que te llegue el valor para ponerle fin. porque esta mierda no se vuelve manejable nunca. Chester represento para mi una pérdida que se podría haber evitado. Lo anunció, lo gritó y aún así nadie hizo nada... Los seres humanos somos tan criminales como víctimas. ¿Qué hicimos para salvarlo?
Chester, I FEEL YOU, la misma mierda me paso y sigue pasando .... es facil decir "busca ayuda por favor cuando te seintas mal" ok yo lo he hecho y nunca ha aparecido nadie y esa para mi es la prueba de la falta de compasion y el egoismo que manejan sociedades como esta.
"this place between my ears, my head, my mind is a fucking mess, a bad neighborhood specially NOW"
When someone you love dies, and you’re not expecting it, you don’t lose her all at once; you lose her in pieces over a long time — the way the mail stops coming, and her scent fades from the pillows and even from the clothes in her closet and drawers....
When people, family, ALIVE say goodbye .... WOW
I guess that’s what saying good-bye is always like — like jumping off an edge. The worst part is making the choice to do it. Once you’re in the air, there’s nothing you can do but let go.
THERE IS NOT ENOUGH MONEY IN WORLD TO PAY GUILT!!!!
Grief does not have a set time. It can take months or years to get over it but each person has their own grieving time and moment. For someone who has lost a loved one you need to give them time to mourn because people mourn differently.
One thing they don’t tell you about grief is that it’s a part of you! You will always love the person you lost, and you will always miss them. With time you just adapt and learn to function without them being around, but you never stop missing them because you’re never fully prepared for to spend the rest of your life without them.
Grief is one of the hardest thing anyone can go through. Before things go back to ‘normal,’ you will feel pain, sadness, bitterness, get into some vice, leave alone the loneliness in so many ways more than ever. But, it will eventually become better with time. You will lose yourself, your identity and purpose too which is normal. You will learn not only mourn the loss but you will learn to cope without them.
No matter how much we try and get over the loss it doesn’t happen. You can never get over a loved one’s loss, but you just learn to get used to them not being around anymore. This is one of the hardest things one goes through because all the memories are fresh and still linger in your mind!
Mira vos, el mar suspiraba ... y, como hacen en las ciudades sin Mar… quién sabe a quién se dirige a la gente para recuperar su equilibrio… quizá a la Luna.... yo conozco el mar desde porque bailo con las olas al surfearlo, toco música con el, con todos los instrumentos hago magia como DJ...
Ser escupido de una de sus olas gigantescas y rugientes es la sensación más increíble que he experimentado en mi vida. Es alegría, miedo, honor porque yo lo honro... como a las mujeres más o menos las mismas sensaciones y mira tu nunca suspire por o con el mar o una mujer.... Surfear es como hacer el amor. Siempre se siente bien, no importa cuántas veces lo hayas hecho... pero desde que te leí el suspiro lo tengo que sentir como? Como me entregó?
