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Submitted by iddqd at 2016-12-09 11:35:36 EST
Rating: -1.0 on 6 ratings (15 reviews) (Review this item) (V)

this site was of great help to me long ago when it felt like it meant something and i am probably alive today because of the outlet it gave me when i needed one so badly but had no idea how much. so heres a thing i need to have read by someone else but dont feel right to have it read by people i know or who know me

so i might be required slash expected but hopefully not to give a eulogy in the near but unfortunately years too sudden future, and i dont know what to say because its one of the 3 other remotely close family members i have but rarely see and i havent spoken with him in particular for close to 20 years and now hes there and dying and his feeble frail legs are my legs in 30 years maybe less and i dont really care too much his family were the many many many mates in his life he chose to be his family and i dont share too much other than an occasional dour demeanor and terribly skinny frail legs except his ankles and feet are swollen from being in bed too much. ive been alone for so long that losing someone who closely shares my dna barely feels like losing anything at all and im posting this clearly for attention but also because maybe people feel the same about obligated feelings for people were supposed to care about but dont quite really do and dont know what to do about that

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Submitted by hairycoo at 2017-03-11 08:53:03 EST (#)
Rating: -2

I remember when you used to be a good writer. Now you suck.


Submitted by Pubis at 2017-03-07 11:36:25 EST (#)

So did you kill yourself after this livejournal entry?

Submitted by Dru M at 2017-02-18 06:10:28 EST (#)
Rating: -2

Submitted by shitfuck at 2017-02-10 00:56:30 EST (#)
Rating: -2

Here's a tissue. Now go suck a cock.

Submitted by Pubis at 2016-12-19 08:36:00 EST (#)

Still having trouble with capitalization?

Submitted by Bestmate2 at 2016-12-11 16:51:47 EST (#)
Rating: 1

I must confess that your lack of punctuation tended to undermine your central message somewhat.

Submitted by bart at 2016-12-11 06:03:06 EST (#)

Just be polite and think of the people who cared about the person that died. You don't give the eulogy to the dead, you give it to the living and presumably you still care about some of them.

Submitted by OathMeal at 2016-12-10 11:13:09 EST (#)

Oathy - your highly-respected life coach - is here to help.

Clearly you are coming to terms with your own mortality. This is probably uncomfortable for you because you haven't *had* to do this (or at least, it's been a long time), and being alone/lonely has kept you from feeling connected to others, others you could use as a resource for when you're feeling like you do now.

So, what's worked for you in the past should work now, right? Just throw up a soul-baring, stream-of-consciousness post on Ubersite and click 'submit' with abandon. Surely there will be some palliative effect of having rude strangers poke sarcastic fun at your sadly human experience.

But Shlongy's faggot ass notwithstanding, we're human beings with the capacity for feeling loss and emptiness much like you do.

Maybe not exactly like you do, because hey: not everyone likes getting fisted by obese men wearing clown outfits. But I like to think that anyone with a semblance of humanity about them can see past that and offer you some level of condolence.

Getting back to the point, though. You're staring down your own death right now, in the form of preparing to give a eulogy. Accept this. Embrace it. Cry if you need to.

The fisting clown-men can wait.

Submitted by apollo88 at 2016-12-09 19:34:00 EST (#)

WIll there be people there who are likely to properly care?

Submitted by Tormentos at 2016-12-09 12:56:01 EST (#)

I grew up with a family tradition about dead people and I carry it to this day. My mom used to say that a cloud moves aside to let the sun shine somewhere whenever someone who has passed is remembered. Whatever, mom, but every year on January 1, we would all write a list of the names of people we know who have died, and recall some experience we had with them. Thus every year, their names and a snippet of their lives are remembered. Does remembering their names and lives matter in the large sense? Maybe so, maybe no. Who cares. Made my mom feel better, and me too, now.

Your guy - he's not dead yet. Maybe you can learn a bit about him in the time he has left. Maybe you occasionally remember learning about him, and therefore, you remember him. Hell, what can it hurt?

Submitted by Shlongy at 2016-12-09 12:01:41 EST (#)

oathmeal will be here shortly to give you some advice: He's a well respected "Life Coach" these days.

Or is it a non-respected "couch surfer"?

It's one of those.

Submitted by Perk "Grownman Perkiness" man at 2016-12-09 11:46:38 EST (#)

Well, I haven't been to a funeral in a long time. But I guess I'd feel that way if any of my dad's brothers died. My uncles were scumbags, and when my father died, not only did they go against his wishes fot a funeral, but bully, shame, and lie to my brothers and I to get it... then after all that tradition bullshit they pulled on us, they left my father in an unmark grave from his country in Europe. Since his oldest brother was always jealous and hated my dad.. oh, and they sued us for the pleasure of doing that to my family( which they lost)... so well all sort of feel that way. If they died tomorrow, Id feel nothing, wouldn't give a shit.

I saw them at my cousins wedding( some) a couple months back.. they try to pretend like they like us, or my dad. But their entire community know's about it, and they have shame because of it.. but I digress.. I'd feel more for random stray dogs to be honest. Fuck em'.

Submitted by SilvrWolf at 2016-12-09 11:44:28 EST (#)

You take a deep breath, steel yourself and keep moving forward, man.

Is it the familial disconnect or the mortality that bothers you so much?

Submitted by iddqd at 2016-12-09 11:38:33 EST (#)
Rating: -2

holy shit this place is dead.


Don't go easy on each other just because you're brother and sister. I
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-- Homer Simpson
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