Therapist Reacts To Texts From People Who Have Passed Away
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- Опубликовано: 5 фев 2025
- Therapist Reacts To Texts From People Who Have Passed Away //
Do you have a loved one who passed away unexpectedly? Jubilee has released their last texts from the deceased video and it's deep. Watch as this therapist reacts to the last text messages sent from loved ones.
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Only a month after I met my current girlfriend, her father passed suddenly. She had called him the night before he passed and came out to him. She told me that night that she felt like she just needed to talk to him and was glad that he accepted her. The next day she got the call from the hospital and was absolutely devastated. She only has one voicemail saved but she barely can bring herself to listen to it or anything since shes still dealing with the court. I'm going to forever be grateful that she made that call the night before he passed. I'm so glad the last interaction she had with him was him supporting her and loving her.
wow. i'm so sorry for y'all's loss :(
@@alexalasalle thank you ❤️
Jesus loves you and he died for you. The Love of God Love is sooo big. He can listen to your sorrow, to your doubt, to your depression, to your joy, to your anxiety... Literally everything ! He cares about you, start to care more about him. Read the Bible if you want to learn more ❤❤
She broke his heart!
@@Melissa-818um... Incredibly inappropriate
The last thing my dad said to me was “please take care of your mom.” I was two hours from the hospital when he passed away.
One of the last things I said to him was I hoped he’d stop sending me pictures of animals he had hunted or fish he had caught.
The last picture he sent me is a massive rose bush covered in soft, pink blossoms.
Hurting sucks, but life without love isn’t living.
A very wise person said that "to grieve deeply, is to have loved fully."
Jesus loves you and he died for you. The Love of God Love is sooo big. He can listen to your sorrow, to your doubt, to your depression, to your joy, to your anxiety... Literally everything ! He cares about you, start to care more about him. Read the Bible if you want to learn more ❤❤
@@Melissa-818 stop it
Hi! It’s pink hair girl :D
Gosh what a hard video. My mother commit suicide almost five years ago. She was cremated, so getting closure is really hard. Even thinking about it I’m about to tear up. I don’t even have a real last memory with her. She left the house while I was working on an assignment in my room. I Heard the door to the garage open and close and that was it. I never saw her again. Didn’t have a text from her either. The last one from her was saying she was ready to pick me up or something like that. After she left I called her over and over and over. 19 times. Every one went straight to voicemail. Little did I know she was already gone at that point.
I remember we went to the temple the day previous. We watched a show together that night night. We were at church the next morning. My brother was two days away from coming home from his mission. It is hard being at church because everyone always talks about the blessings that come when you’re being obedient. We did everything we were supposed to. But that can’t take away her ability to choose, and most of the time things are just gonna work out the way they work out. And it sucks.
I had a great relationship with my mom. We were best friends. But I’d still give the world to hug her one last time, or tell her I love her, or get the chance to say goodbye. Losing a parent to suicide really messes a kid up. I’m a happy person and I’ll heal, someday, but I’ll never be the same. There’s a mother shaped hole that’ll always be in my heart.
What a long ramble. Sorry about that. I think the first day of summer class has me missing her. I would’ve told her all about my classmates and my professors. Guess here is as good a place as any. Thanks for another great (albeit sad) video c:
Thank you for sharing your story💙 praying for your family
I’m so sorry for your loss. I hope you heal from this.
Please don't be sorry about how long that comment is, it's wonderful and I appreciate everything you said. It brought tears to my eyes. Thank you for sharing some of your memories, and I'm so sorry for your loss.
Jesus loves you and he died for you. The Love of God Love is sooo big. He can listen to your sorrow, to your doubt, to your depression, to your joy, to your anxiety... Literally everything ! He cares about you, start to care more about him. Read the Bible if you want to learn more ❤❤
💔 x
There’s a fault in our stars quote that this reminded me of. The quote is: “there’s no way of knowing that your last good day is your last good day. At the time it’s just another good day”
Jesus loves you and he died for you. The Love of God Love is sooo big. He can listen to your sorrow, to your doubt, to your depression, to your joy, to your anxiety... Literally everything ! He cares about you, start to care more about him. Read the Bible if you want to learn more ❤❤❤
With the benefit of hindsight and a lot of grief and processing, I find the last text my father ever sent me poingant and hilarious:
"When in doubt, bail out"
Honestly...I don't know why I clicked on this video. But lately life has been really hard and I've felt very close to giving up quite a few times. This reminded me of what my family and friends could've gone through if I had. So thank you, from the bottom of my heart.
You are very welcome. Thoughts, prayers, and good vibes your way.
Hope you are still here and doing better! YOU MATTER!❤❤
Jesus loves you and he died for you. The Love of God Love is sooo big. He can listen to your sorrow, to your doubt, to your depression, to your joy, to your anxiety... Literally everything ! He cares about you, start to care more about him. Read the Bible if you want to learn more ❤❤
@@Melissa-818Oh my god !!!please, don't do these things !!!
Yes. They need you and being here with them on the worst days is better than missing one another. Suicide survivor here.
Literally said out loud "oh he's gonna cry" as I clicked on this video..
Believe it or not, my grief comes from the loss of my therapist at the time. I'd been seeing him on and off for over a decade and... he was an amazing man. It's so hard to put into words. He was one of those rare people that just radiated joy and light and happiness and if you were around him you couldn't help but feel lighter. He lived life to the fulliest. So adventerous, loved caving and fencing and many, many more hobbies of the like. He was also kind and compassionate. He was one of my biggest cheerleaders in my life. Then, one day I was getting ready for a session with him when I got a call from a family friend of his, telling me that he'd passed away. Reliving that moment is tearing me up.
But I went to his memorial. There were so... so many people whose lives he'd touched. There must have been at least 100 people there. I mean, I didn't count but it was amazing. And I could feel him there just from all these other people whom I didn't know just because he was as much a part of their lives as he was mine. It was sad, there were tears shed, but there were mostly smiles because we were all so grateful to have had in in our lives at all. It was a real moment of connection with total strangers that I'll never forget.
RIP Scott. You are greatly missed and loved. ❤
Jesus loves you and he died for you. The Love of God Love is sooo big. He can listen to your sorrow, to your doubt, to your depression, to your joy, to your anxiety... Literally everything ! He cares about you, start to care more about him. Read the Bible if you want to learn more ❤❤
RIP Scott.
You counted, @SamiDC. You always count. Every one of his clients/patients he helped does.
You were very lucky to have him in your life and as your cheerleader. Great therapists are very hard to find, as I’m sure you know. Sounds like a really great man who had a fulfilled life and helped so many people.
May he RIP
*big supportive hugs to everyone reading this comment*
My dad wasn't a texting or calling kind of person - he preferred personal interactions - so I have no texts or voicemails of his. So the last "thing" I have of him is the recollection of the last morning he was around: me studying for my exams so late it was early and him looking into my room and saying "Nestle down to sleep already, you night owl" as he was preparing for a car trip. No one could've known that he's about to have a stroke in a couple hours on the way to the car and pass away instantly.
I wish I could've had tea with him that morning or something.
Damn this is depressing :'0
What a beautiful thing he said to you though. 💕 I just lost my Dad too. I try to think that I'm grateful he was here, and not take it for granted. Sounds like you had a wonderful dad also.
Jesus loves you and he died for you. The Love of God Love is sooo big. He can listen to your sorrow, to your doubt, to your depression, to your joy, to your anxiety... Literally everything ! He cares about you, start to care more about him. Read the Bible if you want to learn more ❤❤
My mom passed away suddenly, and was the kind of person who never wanted her picture taken. One of the hardest things since her passing is not having photos of her, not having a voice mail... these little things that keep them real and connected to you even after thy are gone are huge. It's been 8 years, but I miss her and think about her every day. I hate that my last memory of being with her in person was one tainted by family drama of a sibling at the time. I know we must have said, I love you, and goodbye... but it's hard to remember.
Let people take the pictures; leave the voice messages. You never know when something might happen; and how much those things will mean to them.
My mom is just like that; she *hates* to have her picture taken, to be in videos, or anything like that. If she expresses that she doesn't like something and doesn't want me to do something because it makes her uncomfortable, of course the respectful thing to do is to not do that thing, so I don't. But I think about it sometimes, how I will have so few pictures or videos of her when she's gone, just the ones where she's in the background or accidentally in the frame.
I don't really like to be in pictures or videos either, but I oblige because I want to do something nice for my friends/family. I appreciate that they want a memory of me, even if it's not my favorite thing to do.
@@probsnooneyouknowtbh3712 yes, exactly! I try to let people take pictures of me now if they want them for this exact reason.
I specifically saved the voicemails from my mum because of this!
I hate photo's. I'll Haunt the f**k out of any bastard that has one of me!
Jesus loves you and he died for you. The Love of God Love is sooo big. He can listen to your sorrow, to your doubt, to your depression, to your joy, to your anxiety... Literally everything ! He cares about you, start to care more about him. Read the Bible if you want to learn more ❤❤
my little brother passed six weeks ago. he was young - only 28. he was healthy. he was happy. he was here one minute and gone the next. no illness, no warning. just gone. i find myself re-reading old messages, just mundane conversation about things that at the time i thought mostly didn't matter, but they mean everything to me now. haven't figured out yet if it hurts or helps to read them. maybe both. maybe neither. but i can't help myself. i keep going back to them and thinking about all the things we took for granted. he was the baby of the family. he wasn't supposed to go first. we were supposed to have thousands more mundane conversations but we never will. not sure how to be okay with that.
Jesus loves you and he died for you. The Love of God Love is sooo big. He can listen to your sorrow, to your doubt, to your depression, to your joy, to your anxiety... Literally everything ! He cares about you, start to care more about him. Read the Bible if you want to learn more ❤❤
The last text I have from my mom before she passed away last year leaves me heartbroken. She was mad at me because I didn't stop to see her when I drove through her state on a way to a vacation. I wouldn't change how i didn't stop, even knowing she passed away, because I know it just wasn't possible for me to do it, but her passive aggressive "thanks kid, love you too, have a good life, see you around" means I don't get any sense of peace by going back through our old texts because I can't scroll without seeing those first, but I can't delete them because they're all I have left. Its a complex feeling.
"James, why didn't you stop to see me ?"
Jesus loves you and he died for you. The Love of God Love is sooo big. He can listen to your sorrow, to your doubt, to your depression, to your joy, to your anxiety... Literally everything ! He cares about you, start to care more about him. Read the Bible if you want to learn more ❤❤
My father was admitted into the hospital to get a test on his heart because they thought he had an infection in one of the valves. My mother called me on the phone to tell me that maybe I should come in to see him because he was going to have this test in a few days and it could be a bit dangerous. I heard my father talking to her in the background, and he was doing the bills and balancing the checkbook.
I agreed and I booked my plane ticket for the next day. I told her to tell him I’d be there in the morning. Thirty minutes later she called back and told me that there was a code blue called on him. He had a heart attack. He was put on life-support, and we never got him back. I arrived the very next day, and we took him off life support.
I wished that I would’ve asked my mom to hand him the telephone. I wish I could’ve spoken to him one last time. His voice is still on the answering machine when I call home. The last text he sent me was asking if my mom and I would stop and get him Dairy Queen on the way home when I was in town visiting them.
It's been almost a year and we still pay for my brother's cell phone and keep him in all of our group texts.
Jesus loves you and he died for you. The Love of God Love is sooo big. He can listen to your sorrow, to your doubt, to your depression, to your joy, to your anxiety... Literally everything ! He cares about you, start to care more about him. Read the Bible if you want to learn more ❤❤
@@Melissa-818 your diety is more evil than the devil it invented. I have no interest in going back into the cult that stole my mother and brother.
The last text I received from my dad was 'Okay, be safe' after I told him that I would be going to work since we missed each other that morning. He suffered a heart attack that night. I just regret that I haven't told him how much I love him so I say 'I love you' to my mom everyday.
Jesus loves you and he died for you. The Love of God Love is sooo big. He can listen to your sorrow, to your doubt, to your depression, to your joy, to your anxiety... Literally everything ! He cares about you, start to care more about him. Read the Bible if you want to learn more ❤❤
I never hear from him . He does not care about me .
I lost my composure for a moment when the lady was talking about thinking her dad would survive his heart attack. I spent most of 2020 waiting for the day when I could get into the carehome to see my grandpa, but he died on December 24 of that year; I had to watch him die through the window as I stood in a snowbank.
Jesus loves you and he died for you. The Love of God Love is sooo big. He can listen to your sorrow, to your doubt, to your depression, to your joy, to your anxiety... Literally everything ! He cares about you, start to care more about him. Read the Bible if you want to learn more ❤❤❤
I listened to the last marco-polo I had with my grandma. My aunt did most of the talking since my grandma had limited speech, but her smile on her wrinkly, worn face showed more care and love that no words were needed. After her funeral, I was given her last set of scriptures filled with marks and notes - the most precious thing I could have asked for
Jesus loves you and he died for you. The Love of God Love is sooo big. He can listen to your sorrow, to your doubt, to your depression, to your joy, to your anxiety... Literally everything ! He cares about you, start to care more about him. Read the Bible if you want to learn more ❤❤
A 12-year-old student of mine passed away a couple years ago from leukemia. My last message to her was asking if she had something she wanted to contribute to the monthly newsletter our little class put out. She said, "Sadly all I have to add to the newsletter is my depressing state of mind. I haven't been in the mood to write or do anything with my life. I'm kind of depressed. Also, sorry for the random rant, kind of just wanted to tell someone..." I replied, "I'm so sorry Hanna, the truth be told it would be unusual for someone in your situation to not be at least kind of depressed. If you need someone to talk to, I'm all ears." She said, "Thank you :/ " and that was the last time I talked to her. She went into a coma shortly after, and died a few weeks later. I wish I would have told her something more or something better, but I don't know how much I could have helped anyway. How could I help, when the rest of her life was being stolen from her by disease?
(this is in response to the last texts to your loved ones video, just wanted to let you know before you opened this) This is the one thing I dread with becoming a teacher, but you were there for her, open arms whenever she needed to talk. Most of the time, children with depression just need that small interaction and it does the greatest difference, just knowing that there's someone to talk to with open arms that isn't family nor classmates, just an embodiment of pure support, and that's what teachers are, pure support. From what I can see in just this one comment, you are the example of a teacher I want to live by. Creating that open and caring space for kids going through really rough times. I'm sorry for the loss, I can't imagine the grief you felt or continue to feel, sending love 💕
A child dying is a whole new flavor of horrible.
Jesus loves you and he died for you. The Love of God Love is sooo big. He can listen to your sorrow, to your doubt, to your depression, to your joy, to your anxiety... Literally everything ! He cares about you, start to care more about him. Read the Bible if you want to learn more ❤❤
I looked at texts after mom died and one of her last was telling her friend "I think I'm going to die soon." That's when the tears hit me the hardest. I cried when my brother told me but reading that broke 💔 me. My brother died 3 years later.
Jesus loves you and he died for you. The Love of God Love is sooo big. He can listen to your sorrow, to your doubt, to your depression, to your joy, to your anxiety... Literally everything ! He cares about you, start to care more about him. Read the Bible if you want to learn more ❤❤
Thank you for this vid. My father left me a voice mail two days ago and when I watched this video, I decided to keep it. This morning, he called me to say goodbye and I was able to write down his last last words. I will cherish them forever.
Jesus loves you and he died for you. The Love of God Love is sooo big. He can listen to your sorrow, to your doubt, to your depression, to your joy, to your anxiety... Literally everything ! He cares about you, start to care more about him. Read the Bible if you want to learn more ❤❤❤
There's people here that only stay so they don't break your heart even worse.
We had the 'good fortun' that we had a little over a week between knowing my mom was going to die and her actual death, so I had the chance to ask her to send me a voice message, and even though her voice did not sound much like her usual voice anymore I am so grateful to have it
I feel the same way, it's a bittersweet good fortune, like the best possible worst case scenario.
We had a week or so before my dad passed too, we don't live close but I got to call and say goodbye while he was still lucid. I'm grateful I got that closure, and that we were.. at least semi prepared since he had been struggling with a cancer diagnosis for a couple years at that point. (In and out of treatments and remissions cycling)
@@InThisEssayIWill... that sounds very much like my mom's story, 4,5 years of umcertaincy and always the 'what if the next scan is bad news' and then when it finally was very bad news it went very fast
My dad also passed away 11 days after we found out about his cancer. It was hard as hell, but I do also think it was one of the best ways to go. A little time to be there and share the love before he was gone. And he didn't suffer a lot or have to be sick for a long time. Wish you all strenght and happy memories in the midst of all the sadness.
Jesus loves you and he died for you. The Love of God Love is sooo big. He can listen to your sorrow, to your doubt, to your depression, to your joy, to your anxiety... Literally everything ! He cares about you, start to care more about him. Read the Bible if you want to learn more ❤❤
I listen to the voicemails from my husband, my son, my mom, and my mother-in-law; it's a very bittersweet experience.
Jesus loves you and he died for you. The Love of God Love is sooo big. He can listen to your sorrow, to your doubt, to your depression, to your joy, to your anxiety... Literally everything ! He cares about you, start to care more about him. Read the Bible if you want to learn more ❤❤❤
My mom passed in 2016. Dropped off flowers for her yesterday for Mother’s Day. I’ve always regretted that the only voicemail I had of her was her crying asking where I was because I was late coming back at night to the hospital (I was staying with her in her room), and she was in pain, though I have since backed it up onto my computer just in case my phone is wiped.
I’ve been searching through all of my old cameras for a video of her, but could not find a single one. I did find a video on YT that we made for my grandma for Christmas. It was very cute and made while she was still healthy and vibrant. Best video ever.
Just last month, I had a brainwave and checked my phone for old texts (had to type her number in search as I had to remove her number from her contact as it belonged to someone else now). I cried realizing I had a treasure trove of messages between the two of us.
I remember my aunt telling us to make sure to apologize and say things to my mom that we needed said on her last day. She was conscious, cognizant of what we were saying and doing, but could not respond to us though she really tried. I didn’t apologize for the two things I knew I did wrong, because I did not want her last moments to be me burdening her with past arguments when I wanted to leave her thinking about happy things. I knew she’d already forgiven me and that was enough. Her last words (the only words she was able to get out that last day..she strained really hard to get them out) was “take care of dad.”
I now live 1 minute driving distance from him and plan on bringing him with me if we ever move. He’s here every day to see his grandson, and I make sure to tell him, “I love you” and to hug him before he heads out. I apologize for and work through disagreements the next hour after I lose my temper. I always leave at least 3 voicemails from him on my phone.
Happy Mother’s Day, mom.
What do you do when you know that if they did die you wouldn't have much to say because they were fairly emotionally neglectful and you don't have that kind of bond? Not so much grieving loss but the grief of that never really being there?
What a soulwrecking video... My cousin died a suicide death 11 years ago. We were very close... at least I thought so until that day. His last message to me was a smiley emot... Two weeks before he took his own life... A smile... I did not see it coming and I hate myself for it. I hate myself for not writing more, for not being there for him more and... I hate him for doing this, for leaving us all in such grief. It still hurts so much. Sometimes I still talk to him like he was there, sometimes I yell at him and I cry but at the same time I miss him so much. We were soulmates...
It’s been nearly a year since my dad passed. He had dementia and I was his caretaker for the last three years of his life. My sister has a voicemail of before he got too bad and couldn’t speak anymore. I am in the background telling him she is at work and to hang up. Such a touching memory. Miss that man so much.
I have a mixed bag of emotions about my mom. She wasn’t part of my life when she passed. When my dad got a call and ran outside I thought my brother overdosed or got arrested. I didn’t expect him to come back in and tell me to sit down. He pretty much just blurted out that my mom was found dead in her home. My older sister was on the scene, I never asked if she went inside, but she provided the key for a wellness check on mom. We drove there. We ran up to each other and hugged and cried. The police on scene were confused at first, my dad pointed at us and said “siblings!”. I blocked mom out of my life. She was a drug addict with so many mental health issues and a bad habit of lying. She was also one of the only people who ever stood up for me. She was also a source of a lot of pain and drama. My parents were divorced, my mom was a widow to her second husband, my dad was remarried but he left shortly before mom passed. My mom would always try to show me proof that her and my dad were still fucking while he was remarried. My parents were on Jerry springer. The audience called my dad a slut. Interesting watch. I don’t have voicemails or texts. The last time I talked to her I was in a mental hospital and I told the nurses that if anyone calls saying their my mom, I’m busy, cause it would either be her or my evil step mom and I didn’t want either of their drama. The first time I went to a mental hospital my mom visited me but barely talked to me and guilt tripped me for being in the hospital on her birthday. I tried to kill myself. I was 15. She didn’t have custody over us, we weren’t allowed to go anywhere alone with her, she wasn’t in my life, the last thing on my mind was her birthday. Part of me was relieved when my dad said it was my mom who died, not my brother. But most of me just felt numb and then confused and I’m still struggling with all these feelings. She was better than I gave her credit for when she was alive but not by a whole lot. She abandoned us for months at a time when we were kids, but it was when her mental health was getting crazy and she was trying to protect us from seeing our mom that way. I can say for a fact that she is the only adult I knew that would protect me. But after the custody agreement I guess she didn’t get much of a chance to be a mom. Her constant feud between her and my step mom was exhausting, they had been fighting over my dad since high school and dad jumped between them and had kids with both of them. I didn’t learn about my half sister until I was 8. She was 11 or 12. My dad gave up parental rights before I even existed. My mom actually helped take care of my half sister when she was a baby. My step mom poisoned me against my mom. Constantly tried to get me to tell them things to make sure my mom had no custody, like if I saw alcohol bottles in her room that she was “holding for a friend”. My dad alive but he’s abused me a lot throughout the years and let others abuse me so I don’t really talk to him. I hate to admit it sometimes but I still love him, I just can’t really stand being around him when he’s done nothing to change and get help. My suicide attempts became a running joke in the family, even from my dad, and I had to learn to laugh along. If I ever said I didn’t like the way I was treated, I was sensitive and argumentative. I’ve been happier without him being constant in my life, I’ve only seen him like a handful of times in the past year. It hurts that he doesn’t think the well-being of his kids is a reason for him to get therapy and some serious help and that he’d rather his kids cut him off than consider changing. Honestly there’s just a lot of feelings about my family and I feel like I’m constantly grieving for something I’ve never had and never will have with my bio family. A nice loving family who respects me. I’ve found that in someone else’s family and have the love of my life tho. I’ve been happier. I’m just struggling.
Hello~ thank you for sharing your story. Went straight to my heart. I had a very thorny childhood as well… and then it doesn’t end past 18 either… when you said bio family, I understand because even in my phone, I put the word bio in front of bio family members to remind me that they aren’t “family” in the definition of being healthy or really knowing how to love. So much pain and dysfunction. But here’s the bright light… I still love them (absolutely essential to have strong boundaries and if I could do it all over again, I would cease all contact on my 18th birthday and write a loving Christmas letter to each member from an undisclosed address! It’s a gift to know that with anyone who’s abusive you can create strong boundaries in love, with love, being love… whether that’s no contact or limited contact… it’s actually a *moral* right/responsibility to protect yourself from abuse!) … issues, lies, deceptions, abuse galore… and the hidden and beautiful silver lining I found is this… I got to see first hand the human condition. I became very interested in studying love (Leo Buscaglia) in high school and then later psychology and philosophy. Even though I had a bio family like you (versus a family experience/connection that embodies what the word family means… like love and safety and trustworthy) there are beautiful things in the reality of the orphan archetype. I’m a child of God. I’m a child of nature. I connect deeply to animals because growing up they were the only healthy love I received and they loved me as much as I loved them.. I see the human condition/humans as they are-so many are troubled… so much pain and beauty too… and I have compassion with all the psychological understanding and spiritual understanding I have. I deeply introspect and have compassion for myself too. Laugher in good nature is such a gift. Life is a mystery. I hope you find and fully enjoy all the silver linings that come from a hard, bizarre upbringing. I’ve known so many people with good childhoods in comparison who don’t understand the importance of honesty and morality, love and kindness… also people who are loving and kind but have little if any compassion for people who’ve been through hell… so many people don’t have empathy for people who come from the “wrong side of the tracks”… so with what we went through and what we have to do to grow and raise up ourselves with Creator/💜 there is so much wisdom and understanding that many people from privilege NEVER FIND… because they don’t understand or even care (selective sociopathy.) So just wanting you to know, if you dig just a little, there is so much silver for you!!!! Riches!!!!! And then from there, there will be gold alchemy and discovery too! Much love, June 🕊❤️☀️
I'm so sorry for what you haven't had. You are so worthwhile and so worthy of love and safety!! How are you doing now?
Jesus loves you and he died for you. The Love of God Love is sooo big. He can listen to your sorrow, to your doubt, to your depression, to your joy, to your anxiety... Literally everything ! He cares about you, start to care more about him. Read the Bible if you want to learn more ❤❤
@@Melissa-818 I’ve read the Bible and I’m not a big fan. I grew up going to church. I stopped when I got punched in the face at church. Me and god/Jesus have beef with each other rn.
Since 2021 I've lost my best friend, a close aunt, and both parents. Life is really tough and just not the same with them gone.
My brother was an amazing musician, teacher and loving kind man. We used to chat over FB messenger a few times a week, especially through his battle with pancreatic cancer. He lost his battle a year and a half ago. I still go back sometimes and re-read our conversations. I miss him so very much.
My adopted dad passed away a couple of weeks before Christmas 2020. I found out his cancer had returned on his birthday in October that year and when my winter break from college came around in November I flew down to Arizona to be with the family. Unlike a lot of people, I knew he was dying and had some time to process it, but there was a secret part of me that was almost unbelieving or hopeful that things would be okay. The last words he said to me was "it'll be alright kiddo" and my last words to him were "I love you, get some rest". The next morning he was mostly unresponsive and couldn't talk and couldn't really move but he was awake and would look at me with his blue eyes and cry. We were all sitting on his bed with him when he passed away. All of the little moments are so vivid in my memory and I can close my eyes and tell you exactly how he spoke and exactly how he smiled. It's so crazy how we collect the little things after our loved ones pass and those little things become so monumental.
Jesus loves you and he died for you. The Love of God Love is sooo big. He can listen to your sorrow, to your doubt, to your depression, to your joy, to your anxiety... Literally everything ! He cares about you, start to care more about him. Read the Bible if you want to learn more ❤❤❤
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My mom passed more than 20 years ago when I was just a few months into being 18 and a couple months from graduating high school. I didn't own a cellphone at the time. There was no reason for voicemails. She worked so much and so hard, leaving hand written notes was an afterthought for things like, can you wash the dishes and walk the dog. The only thing I have with her handwriting is old recipes. I've always loved photos, but my mom and I didn't have a lot of them together during my teenage years. I was depressed and moody and didn't want to be around anyone for some periods of time. For graduation a few months later, I asked my dad to buy me a simple camera. I didn't want to miss out on moments and memories going forward. I've been annoyingly taking pictures of everyone since. I sincerely regret that I didn't start doing it sooner. My whole high school experience, I had some pretty good times with great folks, but I have next to zero pictures except for the last month or so when we were preparing for graduation things. It's been so long now, I can't remember mom's laugh anymore. But, I at least have some pictures and I can be reminded of her smile and the twinkle in her eye knowing she was up to something. lol.
Jesus loves you and he died for you. The Love of God Love is sooo big. He can listen to your sorrow, to your doubt, to your depression, to your joy, to your anxiety... Literally everything ! He cares about you, start to care more about him. Read the Bible if you want to learn more ❤❤
Jesus loves you and he died for you. The Love of God Love is sooo big. He can listen to your sorrow, to your doubt, to your depression, to your joy, to your anxiety... Literally everything ! He cares about you, start to care more about him. Read the Bible if you want to learn more ❤❤
My mom passed last year. I still have her texts, and cute/funny gifs she sent, and cards she wrote me. I like to look at them every now and then. While it's sad it also brings a smile to my face reading them.
Jesus loves you and he died for you. The Love of God Love is sooo big. He can listen to your sorrow, to your doubt, to your depression, to your joy, to your anxiety... Literally everything ! He cares about you, start to care more about him. Read the Bible if you want to learn more ❤❤❤
My dad passed away in January, the day after my birthday. One of the last voicemails I have from my mom was telling me he had passed. It was less than a month later this February my mother passed away. I'm really looking forward to the time when I can think about them, realize they're no longer with me, and the ache not be so acute. I miss my parents more than there are words for. Just trying to adjust to my new normal. Thank you for sharing your insight Mended Light.
my gram was my best friend...its been over a decade ( im turning 26 soon) since she passed but i still feel odd talking about her in past tense...i was so young of course any age is too young when losing someone you love. I didnt say goodbye i pleaded with my mom to take me to the hospital but she refused....i remember being so angry at my mom but then angry at my gram bc she left me behind like i wasnt enough to life for. which is incredibly selfish bc she was 92 and in alotta pain but then i was and still am in ways angry at myself for letting all those little moments where like i said no to cuddles or couldnt bring myself to go sit with her bc she looked in so much pain or how she always askerd about me everyday and i couldnt bring myself to go in and say "hello i love you" most days , she deserved better. I will always love you and my heart will always have a part missing you took with you the day you left.... it still feels like shes just away at a doctors appointment or with my aunt and that glimmer of hope shatters everytime something reminds me of her
October 3rd 2017 me and the woman I loved were yelling I love you more back and forth as I was walking through the doors of a meeting I was going to at the time. She begged me to go with her but I couldn't. I sent her one last I love you more and the last message she sent me was a voice recording of her telling me it was impossible because she loved me more. That was the last message I received. Shortly afterwards she lost control of the vehicle and rolled off the side of the high way. When I didn't hear from her I went looking and found her 5 minutes from where she dropped me off being cut out of the wreckage. I thought her youngest daughter was dead on a stretcher covered in blood. Her oldest daughter ran to me away from the paramedics. And I hugged her and told her she had to go with them. When I turned toward the side of the road I saw her still in the car talking to the rescue crew answering questions. Watching them use the jaws of life to seperate the crushed car away. I hit the ground and yelled to her that I was there for her and she looked up to me and I saw her mouth I love you to me one last time before they pulled her out of the car onto a stretcher. I stayed and watched them get her into the ambulance and I raced back to my car where I beat the ambulance to the hospital. When I arrived at the hospital I waited by the window for the ambulance. And I saw no lights. My heart sank then.. it was then the Dr came and told us that Her heart failed when they pulled her free from the car the emergency personnel attempted to bring her back but there was nothing they could do. The wreck had crushed one of her arms both of her legs and she was left pinned for almost 2 hours. It was then it all hit me. I realized that I had just watched the woman I loved die. It was like everything broke inside of me then for a few minutes I attempted to walk out where I was met at the entrance of the ER by her best friends it was there I collapsed into a weeping mess. her brother "not blood but really close friend" pulled me to my feet to keep me from being taken away and we all went inside where they let us go see her. The absolute most heartbreaking thing was walking back all throughout the emergency room all you could hear was her oldest daughter screaming I want my mommy.. where's my mommy.. I ended up having to help restrain her for the hospital to give her shots. and it was one of the the worst things I have ever had to endure. The only light in that whole nightmare is that both of her children made it out of an unrecognizable car and lived. And they lived because even though their mothers body was destroyed she managed find her phone with the one arm she could move and dial 911 The craziest part. She dialed out to 911 on a phone that was twisted almost like a strand of DNA when we recovered it from the wreckage.
This is the reason why I always say nice things to my friends and family when I leave. That just in case something happens, they have that little memory or I have nothing to feel bad about. I also preech about how important the little moments are and that every moment, it doesnt matter if its watching tv together or basic or broing stuff you do together. Every moment is one of a kind and you always should enjoy it. I hang on my mobile phone anymore when I visit my mom or grandma, I pay attention and just enjoy. I learned this when my father died. I always pushed him aside when he wanted to talks since we havent spoke to each other for a long time. I always said "next time" or found excuses. I felt so bad about that that I learned from it. So every last word my grandma hears from me is that I love her.
And I have to say that I learned so much from you and also from Alan. Thank you for doing what you do!
The last time I saw my grandmother in the hospital she was dying from COPD, but she didn’t know that.
There was so much I wanted to tell her and thank her for, but couldn’t do it without potentially scaring her. I can only hope she knew how loved she was.
The last thing she text me was ‘Hi can we come see you 2moro? Luv Nan’
Jesus loves you and he died for you. The Love of God Love is sooo big. He can listen to your sorrow, to your doubt, to your depression, to your joy, to your anxiety... Literally everything ! He cares about you, start to care more about him. Read the Bible if you want to learn more ❤❤❤
I had just watched another video from this channel and mentioned a music video that anyone and everyone should watch. Its from a music group called Amity Affliction and the song is called All Fu**ed Up. I appreciate a video like this where someone is reacting to this type of content. This is therapeutic for me so far as I deal with depression, anxiety and I am Autistic. I am definitely subscribing now. Thanks so much for posting content like this. More people need to see this.
One time I was depressed that I feel I was slowly dying, so I started writing all my Facebook friends and family things that I felt from my heart(now I cringe 😬), because I felt that I wasn’t going to be in this world much longer! It took me a week to finish messaging everybody! And after that, I deleted my Facebook account and haven’t opened it up yet!
I remember on a regular special day, I had invited my family to watch a movie because I wanted to bring them all together. we were all so excited until we read a text on facebook from a family member saying: "Life just doesn't make sense anymore". we all got worried and contacted them and turns out that day, just moments before we would gather to go watch a movie, a car accident had happened. they had lost their brother, a close family member of ours to this car accident and we were all devastated... the day shifted completely as we went to the hospital to say goodbye.
and then one day, I found a gift card from our deceased family member saying: happy birthday. I cried and put the only thing I had left from them into my family photo album.
My last text with my best friend was that she was super busy and couldn’t make it up to the bridal expo with me in a couple of weeks (we lived 700km apart). We both said how we would definitely catch up very soon, in the next couple of months, even if it meant i travelled down to see her. She had just moved into a new house with a friend, and was getting settled but loving it.
The following week, i learned through media contacting me, that another of her friends had murdered her, and his sister helped to get rid of her body, after they had been at her new house and drinking. Her housemate/friend was devastated.
I can still never understand how anyone could do that to someone as beautiful as her. She was one of the purest people i knew. And i miss her so much.
When my mom was dying of cancer I would let it go to voicemail on purpose and then call her right back. I felt so morbid doing it and I feel like she was the same mind and knew that I would save them forever.
My grandmother passed away in 2018. I had come down for my Mom's birthday and we decided to go swing by my Grandmother's place. The last photo taken of my Grandmother was with me. Moreover as my Mom was showing my grandmother photos of what she and I had done for her birthday, I video taped them interacting. Two days later she was gone. No warning or signs. I'm so grateful for those photos. These days I take tons of photos and videos, and if someone gives me grief I just say "you never know...."
I'm watching this video in September. The school year has just begun recently for most schools/ colleges in the US. So a lot of my Facebook memories recently are posts about my first days at college, and comments below them from my Grandma, who passed the semester I graduated.
A few weeks ago, I got hit with a comment from 11 years ago: "MY FIRST GRANDAUGHTER IN COLLEGE SOOOOOO PROUD MY HEAD CAN"T FIT IN THE ROOM"
I love her so much.
My grandma passed away after a long ilness. Some years before she passed, I was on the dinning table with her and she was telling me (once again haha) the same stories of her youth and how she met my grandpa. I knew right there how precious that moment was, and so I started recording her voice on my phone, being mindful that one day she wouldn't be with us anymore. After she passed, I shared the file with my family. It brings me joy to listen to her voice from time to time. Love you always, Meni (L)
Jesus loves you and he died for you. The Love of God Love is sooo big. He can listen to your sorrow, to your doubt, to your depression, to your joy, to your anxiety... Literally everything ! He cares about you, start to care more about him. Read the Bible if you want to learn more ❤❤❤
The person I lost when I was 8 in 4th grade, we didn't have phones at the time but the last thing she said before she committed was this "I hope you know I'll always be here for you, even if I won't be here forever." I love you Janet, you were my best friend and I miss you everyday.
Jesus loves you and he died for you. The Love of God Love is sooo big. He can listen to your sorrow, to your doubt, to your depression, to your joy, to your anxiety... Literally everything ! He cares about you, start to care more about him. Read the Bible if you want to learn more ❤❤❤
Man I would LOVE for him to react to SKAM, there’s so much to address in all 4 seasons that are so subtle and relatable
My dad and I worked together for ten years - we didn't really call or text much because we saw each other all the time. He went on medical leave in May 2020 and a couple weeks later was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer; 2 months later, he passed away as the result of a brain bleed. Because this was the early days of the pandemic and because I still needed to go into my office to work, I did not spend as much time with him as I really would have liked to while he was sick and it is probably my biggest regret. But the text message from him that I will never get rid of is a string of wine glass emojis that was an invitation to join him at the bar for happy hour, which he then told the bartender was what I wanted to order to drink that night
10:21 6 years after my Father passed away, most of family found each other again, there are 6 of us total and I’m the second youngest. Different moms. Living hours away from each other we don’t see each other as much as I would like. He passed away Oct.29th and we started having Halloween parties and at the end of the night we’d take a shot of his favorite alcohol and blow out a candle on a cupcake in honor of him. He loved dancing, singing and being the life of the party.
We would also talk about him in the little quiet moments, I would usually go stay for a few days. End up crying in expressing how much we miss in still after so long.
I really miss doing that with them, it made me feel closer to my dad. We pop in and out of each other’s lives for years at a time. I would learn more about him each time, and see pictures I didn’t have. I used to have a video of him a month before he passed dancing and singing, he pulled me aside and told me he thought he was going to get better. He had cancer.
I can hear what he say’s in my head in that video but I lost it when I transferred phones yearssss ago.
My grandfather passed away unexpectedly from a complication of a stroke. I saw him the month before for my aunts wedding. I had only established a connection with him years prior when I found him on fb randomly and taking a chance on chatting with him. Every year on my birthday I play his Vmail singing happy birthday to me. I miss him all the time and think about what he would say with everything that has gone on in my life since he passed.
I was eighteen when my grandma passed. She called our landline and when I picked up she said to tell my mom to call an ambulance because she vomited blood. She was so calm and collected for my sake... that I didn't really grasp the seriousness of the situation. She passed away like a week later in the hospital. That last conversation is still so vivid in my mind 15 years later...
My best friend passed away in 2020 from a sudden and unexpected brain aneurism. We had a beautiful relationship. It was really tragic because he left behind a pregnant wife and two daughters. I can't help but feel he was inspired to start a podcast with the two of us with another friend a couple of years back. I now have over 80 episodes where I can remember his voice and who he was. And his young children will always have that as a resource to remember their father. It is a beautiful thing.
Jesus loves you and he died for you. The Love of God Love is sooo big. He can listen to your sorrow, to your doubt, to your depression, to your joy, to your anxiety... Literally everything ! He cares about you, start to care more about him. Read the Bible if you want to learn more ❤❤❤
Me just wanting a chill video to get ready to and crying my eyes out instead🙃🥲
Love your content btw! Both this channel and Cinema therapy, you guys help me become a better person and accept me and others. Thank you both!!!
I often archive my text conversations with my best friend, because I'm scared of stuff like this. (Thanks anxiety!)
Grief is the price we pay for love. It sucks, but I'll take it over not loving at all.
Jesus loves you and he died for you. The Love of God Love is sooo big. He can listen to your sorrow, to your doubt, to your depression, to your joy, to your anxiety... Literally everything ! He cares about you, start to care more about him. Read the Bible if you want to learn more ❤❤❤
On mothers day of 2022 I lost my best friend. We were thick as thieves since we were 5 years old. He had a heart attack and suddenly passed. My last text with him was talking about memories of Superbowls when we were younger and that he wanted to host next year something similar and the last time I saw him was a month before for his wifes birthday. I also have a random voice message saying he would be off work at a time and when I would be picking him up. My dad said to keep the voice message because it's the first thing I would probably forget without it. It's sort of weird that I randomly thought of him and replayed the message and this video showed up in the RUclips algorithm I guess. Sort of hit me in the feels Jon. Love your personal channel here and CinemaTherapy with Alan. You guys keep doing what you're doing
I have a voicemail from a dear friend who passed away quite suddenly. It is a priceless momento.
Also if you have picture of loved ones or written words/drawings, please buy a UV resistance frame or some Fixative for the paper!
Pictures, newspaper articles, handwritten notes or drawing will all fade over time, even if kept in a box. So look into how you can make it last, because there is nothing worse than a picture you value a lot or a receipt from a important night that is faded into a blank white/yellow page. :)
When my Dad died his voice was on our answering machine. Multiple people told my mom it was creepy and she deleted it out of reflex. That has always bothered me. Thankfully I found a recording of him from way back so I have his voice if I want hear it.
I was hoping to find any note , any draft email to me from my fianfiancé who was dying due to cancer . He didn’t left me anything. I was praying , I was cautious to signs but he never gave me any. I never even had 1 dream with him. And when he was in home hospice we talkers about it he promised me. I feel there was no closure till this day and it’s 9 years later. I felt we had something special. I even tried tarot readings and spiritual guidance but everyone says same thing. That they feel emptyness and he is not answering. I am in so much pain no one can understand and imagine how it is to miss someone so much. 😢
Thats why I always try to go apart in a good way too and not after a fight, to tell my mum I love her and be careful on her way home after visiting me and telling my grandparents that I love them every time we chat and I am keeping all the post cards my grandma sends me every month.
If you watched How I Met Your Mother, when Marshall's dad passed he also kept a voice mail from his dad. He beats himself up a lot for not answering the phone because it was the last chance and that's when his dad had a heart attack.
Just today I was searching for something else in my texts but a message from Dad came up. It caught me off guard, just a little message, saying he was at our cabin with mum and my sister. And wished me a nice midsummer's eve. In June he felt alright and they were happy spending time together back then. He must've had the cancer already but none of us knew. In July he was mostly in hospital and died in the beginning of September. I miss him and wish I were there with them enjoying midsummer's eve. But I thank him for being here for me, always.
I'm only 21, but I am already experiencing heart issues. I've been assured that I won't die anytime soon, but I'm always scared I could have a heart attack and that's it. I've learned to just accept this, and as a result I'm always trying to make amends when there's conflict, making sure I'm close to the people I love, never leaving them on a sour note.
Man… I should’ve known better than to watch this unless I was in the mood to cry. Lost my mom Christmas 2019, after a 4.5 year battle with breast cancer. To this day, even though it meant she was in pain longer, I’m grateful we had so long to make sure nothing went unsaid, and to let go as best we could of past hurts. Our relationship was complicated sometimes, since no one’s perfect, but I’m grateful I got to hold her hand as she died. She couldn’t talk, but smiled at me when I told her not to be scared, that her dad was waiting for her.
I can’t bring myself to reread our text thread, even though I can’t delete it off my phone either (and have been stalling replacing my old phone, in case I lose the messages in the process), but in the year before she died, I recorded a couple of our chats on my phone as we talked about her life, and as we watched a ballgame together on tv (she was a diehard Jays fan). I even got one she didn’t know about, of her playing piano-“Angel of Music”. She was a wonderful pianist, even though at that point her eyesight was going and she’d had to take weeks to painstakingly memorize that song to play it again, and I told her it sounded beautiful. She said, “Thanks sweetie, that really means a lot.” I really treasure those recordings, getting to hear her voice and her laugh. And hear her call me sweetie even though I always used to think it was corny when I was growing up ❤️ I wish she could’ve lived long enough to meet our son (he’s 10 months old now). I’m finally taking piano lessons though-it’s a beautiful instrument, and I want to play like she did, one day.
my best friend was cancerous for some years but the thought of her not resisting it barely crossed my mind even though she was visibly getting weaker. i think that because we were 22, she would have all the time in the world to get better and live a healthy life, and that i would have a lot of years ahead by her side. two days before she passed away in early 2020, i told her that i thought about her every single day where she replied with a simple thank you. then the day before i sent her a picture of my newly broken front tooth to which she never got to reply. i like to think that's funny.
Hi there!
Thanks for this video. It was really hard to watch because I could relate so much. I lost many people in my life but what hits me the most was when I lost my grandma (2020) and my mom (2021).
I am still asking myself how am I coping with this. My mom was one of the most important pillars in my life and she suddenly passed away.
I miss her so much everyday.
I'm struggling with my "sunny facade" but most of the time, it's not working that well. I have my siblings and my best friend to help me and survive this. I don't know how I would I've done without them. I kept some videos / photos / messages & voicemails too. They are very dear to me now, more than ever.
I lost my nana at 14 to cancer I don’t have any texts or voicemails from her. I lost my pappy at 23 and I still read his texts and listen to his voicemails. Sometimes I just miss them both so much
I guess I'm lucky. My best friend who passed at the end of 2020 had a RUclips channel so there are many videos of him just talking. I can see his smile, the gestures and all of it. I miss him terribly somedays but I'm greatful that I have everything I do.
I never allowed myself any grieving process when my mother passed away. Just pushed it all down and suppressed it, told myself to just “shut up and function”. I was brought up to think I had no right to ever feel sadness, let alone grief. So I’ve been holding it all in all my life. As a child because I was told to, as an adult because I lost the ability to relax over a decade ago. It slowly destroys you, both mentally and physically. That’s not the only reason I ended up where I am today, but one of them. I’m not sure whether I’d be something else than a depressed mess waiting to die if I acted differently but who cares 🫠
My papa wasn’t the type to text. I saw him every week once or twice a week and he was a quiet man so I doubted I had any texts from him. After seeing this video I went to check. I was right that we never talked through texts but I just realised the last thing he sent me were pictures of our 2 old collies who passed away years ago. I don’t remember the context of the text, but it’s picture after picture and all I’m thinking is where ever he is now, he’s got the 2 best dogs by his side every step of the way and now I’m sobbing and it’s 2:30am
my motherinlaw had a cancer on her tongue that she had removed, but before she had it removed she went to build-a-bear and made one for my husband, she recorded her message of love and appreciation and acceptance and pride in the man he's become. less then 6 months later the cancer claimed her life. that bear has a special place on the shelf and I am greatful for it, even though it hurts to listen and the message is not for me just hearing her voice helps. she was very dear to me and i miss her terribly
"You're already crying, let's just empty the tear ducts for today." Way to call me out
My mom died unexpectedly as she slept. My dad drown when i was 9. I lost 6 significant people in my life in 3 yrs time. My fave aunt was 59. She was my confessor and never judged me. I dont want to hang around when such goid people left me here behind. We dont check on our people. We take for granted everyone is ok everyday. I lost so many in so short a span, and i just want to be where they all got to go. Ive prayed for nights to never get to morning. All my people know my personality and know im loyal to my dead relatives and i cant be with them makes my anxiety raise because i dont know where they are. And i want to go see the next adventure. If your kids and siblings arent a part of your everyday, its easier to believe that ending it all wont matter if i dont matter to them now. Thank you.
I was 10 when my dad died. I don't have a text or voicemail from him. I had a picture of him on an old phone, but it was before smartphones and the Bluetooth was broken on it, so I had no way to transfer the picture to a newer phone (my mother didn't want to pay for the expensive phone plans whit MMS, and back then you had to set up your phone for that service, but since we didn't have the phone plans for it, mine wasn't). I still think about that picture sometimes. I still have the phone, but the batteries died a long time ago.
When he died, I kept his pillow and put it in one of those plastic boxes with click on lits. It smelled like him for such an incredibly long time... Sometimes, even though 17 years has passed, I still feel like I can smell him. I can no longer remember his voice. And I've always been terrible at remembering faces, but I remember his smell and I think that pillow is the reason that his scent got stored so completely into my memories.
I do have some old school pictures of him, though they're few and far between and most of them are from before I was born. Just like me, he was more the type to stand behind the camera than before it and when he got a kid, well... Then he was just even more behind the camera
Thank you for all that you and your team do together. People hear you. You are doing good in the world. Your work is appreciated.
I have never felt more 'Am I broken?' than watching this content, and reading some of the comments; because I am neuro-divergent, autistic and have an INT-J type personality. Despite being asked to organize three of four funerals I attended in a six month period, I was never particularly burdened by the loss of close relatives. I understood I was needed for support to my relatives, but the loss really did not affect me.
Afraid to offend or hurt relatives, I have often turned to my sister in quiet moments to ask things such as, "What is the appropriate response to this gift?" or "How long is long enough to hold onto and display holiday and birthday cards before I can throw them in the recycling?" I often delete messages as soon as I reply to them, as they are thus irrelevant.
I have concerns that my extended family do not understand how my brain works, and thinks me insensitive or uncaring; and much like Wednesday said, I pretend it does not bother me; but secretly, I enjoy it as it means I am infrequently bothered for family affairs.
However, there are brief moments in my life when I reflect on my past, and wonder if this lack of connection with people on an emotional level might be why some things happened the way they had. Is it why other students at school disliked me? Is it why co-workers disliked me? Is it a social pressure for people to be kind to my face, but be scathing behind my back when they think I do not hear them?
There have been many relations with people that have ended with things like, "You know, nobody actually liked you. They were just being polite," or "We just needed you for" my physical strength, physical size or organizational skills, et cetera. I would say I do not care, but it was these people who made me stop going out of my way to help others, to be polite or kind, and be skeptical of anyone who says anything nice towards me. As such, it must affect me on some level.
Oh well. Moving on.
I wish I had something from Leia. She was my best friend, and she died when we were both 8 years old. I do have a tiny, delicate, porcelain angel on my bookshelf which makes me think of her every time I look at her. Her grandma gave it to me after Leia died, she was giving them out to all of Leia's friends since they were meant as a Christmas present to her. It's been 5 1/2 years since she's been gone, but I still cried about her today.
The last message my grandmother sent me mere days before she was hospitalized and subsequently passed was "miracles happen!" in response to me saying that I wished she could find some relief from her illnesses. In a way, a miracle did happen because she stopped suffering. Selfishly, though, I've always been upset because that's not the kind of miracle I'd have wanted.
My nana past away about a year ago very suddenly. It was like she was fine one day and then she wasn’t. The last thing my grandmother sent me was asking about what the plan was for me to pick her up to go do a service event for my senior year graduation with me. She never made it to the event. I never saw her again. It was like this massive part of my life just disappeared. I would go to her house almost every day after school. She was in great health but it all just went down so quickly. I miss her so much.
For everyone thinking about comitting suicide know that you have to be strong. God has a unique path for your life and you'll get out of the spot you're in right now. Trust God and stay strong
You can do it,
Christian
❤ x
This was really hard for me. My last text from my dad was abusive, calling me a number of names, etc. then we didn’t speak for nine months and then he died suddenly. I wish things had been different but that couldn’t be the case with the family I have.
Im a big fan of Cinema Therapy but this is the first video I have seen on this channel. Ugly cried. Spent most of the time trying so hard to listen to your words but spent the whole time wondering if my partner will make it back with her sister from the gym. I struggle so much with feelings of being out of control or losing the only support system I have while I am going through some intense therapy right now. I am even more scared with what I would do if I lost someone, the only one close to me now when I am so vulnerable.
Oh man, I remember when my sister passed away. I was probably in 6th grade when it happened or maybe even younger. Her and share the same mom but no the same dad and she lived all the way in Dallas Texas while her family stayed in Batesville Mississippi. She was coming home, decided she wanted to move back to her home town, and just as she was passing the corner that would turn her onto the street her dad lived at she got hit by a truck. She didn’t wear a seatbelt, didn’t stop at the stop sign, my mom had felt something was off that entire day so before she had even left to come home she tried to warn her to be careful but she never liked it when people told her what to do. 😂man, my mom and her would argue all the time, she’d always call her stubborn. I think the most haunting moments of around that time were when I found out and when I could’ve seen her body before they fixed it up for her funeral. My mom had woken me up one night, or maybe it was morning, and despite my folks being there everyone was quite. Sense we lived an hour away from them we had to pack our things. Everything felt off but I didn’t really know what, my mom told me to just get me some clothes together and once I was done she had came into my room and closed the door. She sat me on my bed and told me that my sister had passed away. You know those movie scenes, where it feels like everything is slowed down, the sounds around start to be muffled, you feel kind of numb and confused about what’s going on around you. Yea, it was like that. Then the next time we were sent to this building, couldn’t tell you what it was but once entering you were greeted with a long hallway. For some reason I was scared to go down it, couldn’t bring myself to move, my mom and her sisters took her down it and once she reached the end and entered a room you could just hear her cries. I didn’t know it at that time but apparently it was a viewing of the body before they fixed her. I don’t know, her birthdays coming up, it’s weird to think about really sense her and I weren’t close but it’s sad. I don’t think I’ll ever forget that time.
My dad took his own life and we never had a good relationship so when one day, I was clearing out old voicemails, I noticed a few I never listened to. One of them was my dad reaching out on my birthday and he sounded so sad and awkward on the call. I feel so much regret that I never picked up that call, didn't even know I got it. I wish I could have saved that voicemail but the phone was broken and it couldn't be saved.
I have a voicemail my mom left on accident as a text message notification. It's nice to hear her voice daily even though she is gone.
I am so thankful I got to tell my mom how much I love her before she passed last year.
I miss her so so much! 💔❤️🩹
My last message to my dad was wishing him a happy father's day. He was already too sick to be able to respond, but he saw it.
My cousin who was like a son to my parents. And a big brother to me. My mom and dad have pieces of clothing and items from when he was a teenager.
All we have is his young daughter and some items. And I wished I had held onto the guitar Hero guitar and games he had left behind. Because I miss him so much.
And I wish I had that for his daughter. My mom still has her old phone that had his texts and voice mails on it.
She lost a son that's what he was.
I have something you could react to, Josh Ramsay wrote a song called Forget me not (Marianas Trench), this was before his mother passed away but after she was diagnosed with Lui Dementia. The song is mostly about watching a parent forget who they are. Josh has said that he will never preform the song live. He has however, donated the lyrics to the dementia research society (or whatever it's actually called).
A really extended family member was having a baby, but somewhere along the line her pregnancy became dangerous (I'm not too clear on what the condition actually was). There was a good chance that she would die giving birth, her child would, or both. She was set to have a surgery (some kind of c section along with other things) when her baby was close enough to term for the best chances of survival. About a week before her surgery her and a bunch of her family from all across the board went to a lake cabin with her. They tried hard not to talk about the surgery and tried to carry on as if everything was going to be okay, such as her mother grinding her about tooth pain and not getting it checked out. The last thing I hear from her on that trip was "I might only have a week left to live I'm not spending an hour at the dentist." It struck the room pretty hard and everyone tried to laugh it off or went silent. Plot twist: both she and her baby survived. It's been a couple years now and they're both doing well. But I think about that experience a lot where that could have been the last words and how the room was filled with a general denial about her situation. Everyone was hanging on their phones the day of the surgery yet when their potentially final days with her were in front of them people refused to acknowledge it. I guess it's natural to pretend like everything is fine no matter what, or they were just trying to give her comfort in their minds, but how many of those people in that cabin that day would have gone "I should have said this to her", I wish I could", or "if I'd known" if things had gone wrong when they in fact had the chance to do all these things and didn't. I'm glad that hearing her complain about the dentist weren't her final words but I'm still mad at how the rest of the family chose to handle her potential passing.
My mom died 7months ago. We used to use an app with video messages. I have one she sente after a bad day with her smiling and encouraging me after a bad day.. I've watched it a thousand times
the only records i have of my dad is on some videos i took during trips, i can hear my parents talking on the background and i get tingles everytime i hear his voice.
I kept my mom's texts to me, but I don't read them because when things remind me of her, it hurts, like when I was little and I'd fall off my bike or down the stairs or out a tree and hit the ground so hard it knocked the breath out of me and I can't inhale. It's like I wanna cry, but I've been hit so many times I've run out of tears. I've often described my mom as my best friend, and we were very close. She died slowly and miserably with covid and pneumonia almost three years ago, a few weeks after her mom died a thousand miles away of the same thing. Another friend of mine died of covid in early August 2022. She knew she was dying, and asked me to take care of her (digital) horses for her in a video game. It's hard to get on that game on her character and take care of her horses because it all reminds me of her.
The one girl who talked about her dad who passed away, and she still had his voicemail hit me hard. My dad also passed suddenly from a heart attack. It seemed like a long time where I had a hard time believing he was really gone. Because it was so sudden. Both me and my sister both noticed something strange. He passed on a late Sunday night, early Sunday morning. But the weekend before he passed, the hallway in our house smelled like a hospital. At the time, I didn't say anything to anyone, neither did my sister. We didn't find out we were both smelling the same thing until after he passed. I have a lot of beautiful memories with my dad, and I really miss him sometimes. I don't have any voicemails of his. But my sister did, until the phone she had it on got stolen. But, every once in a while, I'm reminded of him, and it makes me emotional. I do believe in the afterlife, and I believe I will see him again. Or at least I hope so. I guess we'll see.
My sister was texting my stepdad literally three hours before he passed due to a heart attack. I have his last texts to me saved, I’ll never get rid of them
Yeah, I did cry. I still have the last birthday card I was going to give my dad. He passed just before his birthday. This is why the church I go to has a grief support class.
I did the same with my voicemails of my dad because I don't have any of my mom. I saved texts from my mom. I even saved my text to my brother, informing him of my mom's passing. I even continued to send my mom messages for a while after she passed.
HAVE SAME EMPATHY! STOP SMILING!
I lost my dad in 2021, I don’t have any vms but I do have texts. Ever since, I’ve saved my loved ones vms so I can hear their voice if I lose them.
The last message I got was one he sent at 2am telling me how sad he was and how there must be something wrong with him because he only had two friends his entire life. And how he finally realized how depressed he was and then told me he didn't want to interrupt my day and just to forget he sent it. I did respond. 2 months later he died from substance abuse. I think about him all the time and wish I would've been more present and encouraging. I knew he was depressed, I just didn't know it was that bad. He was 24 when he died 😔