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Comment by Felicia on May 18, 2016 at 10:08pm

 I am so sorry thst we can all relate to this unhappy subject, not fitting in with those who havent experienced deepest loss.  But at least on here, we do 'fit in'.  We have a terrible bond in common:  our grief.  We belong to this group because of tragedy in our lives.   I wish we knew each other for a happier reason, but at least we are not alone.  At least on here, we don't have to put up a front of being "normal"-- whatever that is!  Wishing all of you a measure of peace and comfort today.  As always, looking forward to this promise coming true--Isaiah 25:8--"God will swallow up DEATH forever, and the Sovereign LORD will wipe away the tears from all faces..."

Comment by joanne on May 8, 2016 at 4:13pm

I can relate to this also, before Andy died, I had many 'friends' on fb, but I had to take everyone off bar three, as I know this sounds nasty , but I couldn't bear to read and see pictures of their happy lives, it makes me so angry, I know its not their fault but when I saw, say a pic of a friend and her husband with a caption saying had a great day with the hubby, I would just sob, mainly through the realisation that I would never again beable to share a pic like that, I too do not fit in, I am different, I am not like my friends,  so I choose not to see or read about their lives, it's easier that way, x 

Comment by Patty on May 8, 2016 at 12:40pm

I agree 100% with everything that has been said.  I lost my daughter almost 6 years ago.  She is our only child.  Today royally sucks.  All the happy photos on social media make me want to die.  Literally.  I try to remember that people on social media are usually trying to convince others how perfect their lives are.  Blah.  Blah.  Blah.  Stop blowing sunshine up our butts.  We know what REALLY happens in life.  And it's not all happy-go-lucky, let's share recipes.  It's very dark.  It's where I live.

Comment by rachel_micele on May 7, 2016 at 11:06pm

Ahhh. The world of "normals". The blissful naive. A place we can't go back to. I feel as though my minimum half checking out is permanent. I will never be the same and that's not a good thing. I don't like to use the word "never", rarely use it, but I will say that nothing good will ever come out of this loss. I would of much rather just kept the somedays and the person who was the center of my existence. I didn't need to go through this nightmare, didn't want it, didn't ask for it. But it's the card I was dealt, shitty as it is. I think I still have some bitterness towards life. Now I feel like it's just killing time until we can die and maybe find something to make it worthwhile. Even so, the cliche of life is short - I sure fucking hope so. 

I'm sure many of us on this site can relate to the concept of not fitting in. I know I sure do. And for me the fitting in is a little more extreme than just applying to the "normals" but I won't go into that here.