#sister loss
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iankaikkinenvitutus · 1 year ago
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The truth is that I miss you, Like I really fucking miss you. I keep reminding myself that you are dead, because somewhere in my mind you are still alive and this isn't reality.
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nyxanarchy · 2 years ago
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abrothersloss · 11 months ago
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29.12.2023
It's almost New Year's. Christmas came and went again. We spent it with T&F for the second year running; it was ok, but for me nothing replaces you. There's always an empty chair.
The more the years pass I'm starting to feel your absences more and more in things that never contained you. I miss you our kid. Always.
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dearalyssanoelle · 1 year ago
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Dear Alyssa,
It's been a long while since I've written. I'm sorry about that. Not that I haven't thought of you, and the world without your energy in it. So much has happened, that I know you see from your perfect spot, perched somewhere high up, taking in all the golden light.
It's not the same of course. The wanting of you here on the earth plane, the seeing what I'm doing, who I'm becoming, being able to meet wildflower, meet me for coffee, a facetime. It's still so strange that you will not appear somewhere saying hey, sorry I'm late. And it's even more strange that we are coming up on 12 years gone. That seems too long and then at the same time too short? Time is weird and it continues to remind me. No matter how far we are from this time in 2011, I still have the urge that I can outrun it.
Strong minded girls. The two of us. I just want you to know how much I miss you. How much I love you. How I wish you could be here, and I could be shopping for Christmas gifts or sending each other funny memes.
I love you sissie. Miss you even more.
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nyxanarchy · 10 months ago
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yes my sister is dead and I'll never see her again, but I have to go to work, and to school, and I have rehearsal, I have to keep going, I have to keep living, I have to cook, I have to take the cat to the vet, I have to comfort my parents.
I feel like I'm constantly telling myself "you'll grieve next month, when this assignment is done, when the play is done, when it's summertime and you'll have more time, when you are not busy. You have to endure one week more, one month more, one year more. You'll cry when you have time, because the world keeps spinning and it doesn't wait for you."
I feel that if I stop even for a moment I will be lost. If I sleep one day through the grief I will never get out of my bed again. If I skip one day of school I will stop going.
I always say goodbye to my friends and tell them that I love them, because I now know that everything and everyone dies. And people can die suddenly in their sleep even if they are seemingly healthy. When I watch the people I love, I know they are gonna die, and my heart already weep from their missing. I cry over the cat knowing there is a day when she'll have to go too.
grieving as an adult is so funny it's like. im sobbing my eyes out i'm laughing like a maniac im pondering the mortality of everything around me. ok glad thats out of my system because i have a dentist appointment in an hour
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lgbtlunaverse · 1 year ago
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Obsessed with characters who portray themselves as worse than they are. Who are lying to everyone including themselves about it. People generally assume if someone's lying about themselves they're trying to look better but sometimes they're trying to look worse. They attribute agency to where they had none, add intent to accidents, try to convince everyone that this is something they did instead of something that happened to them.
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adhdandcaffeine · 10 months ago
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Hummingbird
Messengers of happiness
Healers of the sick
Fierce, loyal, tenacious
That was you.
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brokenheartedartichokes · 1 year ago
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Stephanie
I’m 28 and still on particularly snowy days my sister will call to question the magical properties of Narnia
She still shouts “I love you one time”
She’ll offer to buy Anna’s house because it reminds us of Russ and even though we’ll never say it those tables are too big, to empty
And we’ll sit and order coffee and eggs and though neither of us is particularly fond of their coffee it’s routine,
An unspoken secret shared by three sisters.
She’ll offer to bring me to the thrift store
And bitch about the way I drive
She’ll say I annoy her
And I’ll say she’s worse
But we both know without the other we couldn’t survive
My sisters love is quite
And ear shattering loud
She might blend in
But it’s always her I’m searching for in a crowd
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solargeist · 5 months ago
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I love how over time kid xelqua has become less just baby grian and more grian's kid who he found in the woods/somehow created and now the kid represents all of grian's childhood trauma and Catholic guilt and grian is just trying to break the cycle bc there's this magic fucking baby who is the best thing in the world
JKAGJKD yes Exactly, see evo Grian has a lot of family issues, from being an orphan, to the Watchers, he has ISSUES, so raising a version of himself is..... definitely odd, but weirdly healing.. He sees how he was as a kid, he wasn't that bad, he was just a kid ! He didn't deserve to be abandoned or anything. He sees all of his ache in Xelqua, he's very much breaking the cycle.
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[mumbo: You alright mate, you have that look in your eyes. grian: no yeah--i'm good, i just.... its easy to raise him, y'know ? i mean, i know he's literally me, but.. it makes me wonder about my own parents--before the watchers, if i was anything like him, i don't know why they left] (-me)
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sergle · 5 months ago
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I'm listening to a lot of Maintenance Phase (bc I love it) and this comes up sometimes, so I'll just be sat here thinking about how common it is for little kids to grow up watching their moms and other women in their life jump from diet to diet. Just as ambient background noise in your childhood, the adults around you obsess over calories aloud, express guilt over eating enjoyable food, frame exercise as a form of punishment for eating, and so on.
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iankaikkinenvitutus · 1 year ago
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I see people talking to their siblings, being able to message them, tell them about their day.
And here I am, talking to an empty room, just hoping that somehow she is able to hear me on the other side
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nyxanarchy · 1 year ago
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How can I live when my little sister is dead? How can I continue to walk this world alone knowing she is not here, knowing no matter how hard I look for her I'm never seeing her again? How can I go on, forever missing? I wasn't supposed to do this alone. What am I if not an older sister?
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abrothersloss · 5 months ago
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tls123 · 4 months ago
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yoo joonghyuk making lee jihye one of his companions because if he can't save his little sister then at least he can save this other kid...... and then he doesn't and he doesn't and he doesn't and he doesn't and he doesn't and he d
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icdrawings · 10 months ago
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I'm gonna make this place your home
By @rocksibblingsau
Branch's drawings from them to now
It's also to represent his memories of his family that he had forgotten and unknown turama that shows up in nightmares
But also the joy of his big sister
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lovesodeepandwideandwell · 2 months ago
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Everyone pray I've just asked my mom to let me captain Thanksgiving cooking so she doesn't have to do anything
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