My dad passed away 5 months ago. I have not been able to return to work because of depression. He suffered for awhile with his cancer and I know he is at peace. It still hurts :(

im so sorry ruth its so sad wen we loze dads so on 

herd a song yday it had me cryin it did song it wz playd it my dads funrell 

set me off

I lost my Daddy October 13, 2015. After many years struggling with heart issues, many surgeries.. a fight like no other. My Daddy finally went home to be with Jesus! 

Bad thing is, I wasn't ready for him to go, I still am not ready for him to be gone. I miss him like crazy. 

I'm not sleeping without the aide of medicine. I have shut everyone out. I do not want company. I do not want to celebrate anything. I just want to lock myself in my house and not come out until I can come to terms with this. 

It's not fair. My daddy was such a fighter. We never gave up, and I know he didn't give up, he just gave in. The fight had been going on for so long, he just had to stop fighting and let God do what was best for him. 

But how do I come to terms with it? How do I come to accept that he is gone and he is never coming back? How do I continue to live life the way he would of wanted and encouraged me to do? I just simply do not know how to anymore. 

I live alone as all my children are grown with children of their own. Used to be I enjoyed their visits, their occasional spending the night, now, I don't want anyone here. I just want to be left alone. I go to work, I come home to my Dog. This is my life now. This is all I have now. I don't know how to do anymore than I am already doing!

im so sorry cynthia i am

i no u gt sic of sorry u do 

i no i usd driv him nuts it tims but he luvd me he did

My dad and I had a difficult and long distance relationship. My parents divorced when I was about 8 yrs old. For many years I didn't know how to feel about my dad. My dad was bipolar, way before they even called it that. I never knew which dad I was waking up to, the very happy, affectionate Daddy or the angry sometimes abusive one. There are alot of bad memories for me. Some that even left scars, you could say. But there are some good memories too. Like the Saturday mornings dad got up in a good mood and made me homemade waffles and rode me on his back. Or the time he made a swing for me and hung it high in a willow tree. I got closer to my dad the last couple of years he was alive. We began to have real father-daughter conversations, for once in my life.  He revealed to me that he had kept all my toys and my bedroom furniture packed away in his storage building. "Your hula hoop still hangs on my garage wall", he told me a few month before he died of cancer. I choked up when he told me that. You see, twenty years ago my dad moved to another state. That means that he hauled all of that stuff with him when he moved a thousand miles away to another state. For the first time in my life, I really realized that my daddy did love me. He may have been messed up mentally, but he loved me with his heart. I am actually in awe of my dad for the fact that even though he was very bipolar, he held down a job all those years, even though it was difficult, and made sure mom had money to raise me on. I understand how difficult this must have been because I have a grown son who is bipolar and sometimes has difficulty holding down a job due to his mental issues and depression. So, despite the rough times we had, I have gained respect for my father and...I love you, Daddy! I miss you...signed, your little girl.

its missin loss it kills me

plus i miss all silly krazy stuff i do evn ebrasin stuf i do its hhm days hav gon im it wz funny lk it wz yrs go thm days hav gon coz im sad i pt a fals smill on say im grt im not i thng we all do say we grt but we not coz we miss evry 1 we do

its not slf pity its not

iv ben lk ths sisne i told it wz slf pity but its not its coz of loss so mysh mush loss u cud say 

This has been one hell of a journey for my family.  On December 9th, was the 2nd anniversary of my Mom's sudden passing.  On the morning of December 10th my Dad had an accident at home that resulted in him breaking his neck and suffering spinal cord damage.  Surgery was performed with the hopes of recovery.  Sadly enough, several days after the surgery he started to decline.  Sadly, on January 8th my father passed away.  He had multiple health issues and we knew our days were numbered, but still does not help ease the pain.  
I find myself angry and very short tempered with those around me, including my job.  I know that this is part of the grief journey, but I just want to blow up on everyone and make them all leave me alone so I can be angry, upset and just hide from the world.

so sorry tracey 

dad dies in 2012 thm multi loss folord folerd in 2012 th 13 th 14 thn 15 

im not me i no 

sorry

iv not a chanse 2 grief fr my dad coz of so mush loss

iv bean told its slf pity or get ovr my slf pity or losses 

i cnt 

it feals lk iv bean pusd off cliff aftr cliff or so on u cud say only thng i fnd it carsm me is sea evn wen is syco wild it doze i just wish it cud wip wav evry bak 2 me all of us i do 

thn bca 2 thm sily wildd krazy sillys days i do 

I lost my dad Sept 19 2015. 5 days after his birthday. The pain is still ever so strong... I spent most of adult life being away from this wonderful man. Then for for 2 years I made him the most important part person in my life, doing everything I could to see he was happy. His marriage to step mom was a joke. I had him over for dinner 2 to 3 nights a week. Went to his place once a week.. Took him out every weekend for his rides in the country, picnic's fishing, museums, camping.. Not just for him but for me too. His lost the love his life, my mom when I was 13... He always held a special place in his heart for her.(I'm now 52) 2 years after spending those quality days with my dad, he suffered a stroke. His "wife" just wanted to put him in a home... No way! Not my dad. he begged me from rehab to get him out of that place. I lost sisters and made everyone angry with me and took my dad in.. Made him a room of his own , made the alterations I had to, left my job, took care of my dad for almost 2 years. Doing things I never dreamed I'd have to. Learning along the way .. trying to make dad happy... Hubby meanwhile not so happy. Dad required more care then I could do. Hubby and I stressed to the max. Almost left with my dad to a motel... Lifes challenges hit the roof. Had to sadly and with heartache move dad to an assistant home. It was a great place, caring... Dad was never the same after that.. declined tons in 2 years. He was sad, lonely and wanted out of there! i COULDN'T TAKE HIM BACK... It totally broke my heart, but more so broke his. He passed, me holding his hand... I miss him So much! I feel guilty.. I feel pain.. I feel I let him down.. I just need to know he's finally happy, he's with my mom, and he know I love him.

so sorry lisa 

dadddy miss u wish u wear hear

I lost my dad on Halloween, 10 days after his 60th birthday. I wasn't there, I was at school. I had talked to him earlier that day. He was complaining that the awful headaches he had earlier were still there, but less intense than before. I told him he should go back to the hospital, he went but by then it was too late. I got the phone call from my aunt saying he had collapsed in the shower and that they were going down early the next morning, not suspecting anything would be as bad as it was. After talking to my mom it was decided I would get picked up by his youngest brother who was on his way down from New York City. It was on that car ride that I got the devastating call. I had to take a leave of absence this semester. I feel like I'm failing him. Although I'm the oldest I was always his little girl and he made me feel like I could take on the world. Now I don't know what to do. I feel like I can't tell my mom or little brother or they will fall apart. But I feel like if I keep bottling it up I will explode. 

so sorry jillian 

Today's the day I lost you too, Daddy.  Four years to the day from when I lost Mom. I love and miss you both so much!  I wish things could have been different between us, Daddy, when I was growing up.  I really needed you so much, but I do understand why that didn't happen.  I don't blame you anymore.  I love you, and it's mostly the  good things I remember now.   I will always be your little girl, Daddy.  I hope to see you soon...

I lost my beloved dad on April 8, 2016.  I think of him every single day. I have a very small family and my husband has been dealing with his own health issues, my teenage daughter is going through her own growing pains and my mom still does not want to talk about my dad because she doesn't want to cry in front of me. I do not have brothers or sisters.  I came here for some extra support and offer my own.  This has been the most difficult time in my whole life.  The most difficult because my dad has always been there for me and helped me get through. He was always positive no matter what. I miss him so much. We all miss our dads and I wish you all the warmest of hugs and comfort.  

miss u dad wish u wear still hear wish u wear stil hear miss u

sory dnt no hw tht hapnd dnt mean 2 hav thm pics so far a aaaprt sorryy 

I love and miss you so much dad!! Happy Father's Day to the man who always supported me no matter what. 

I have never been part of a chat group or an on-line group so not sure how to this. I couldn't even figure out how to add my photo. It kept telling me it was too small lol. I lost my dad in February. It's strange. I am a mom and married.  My girls are grown up and in college. I am in my 28th year of teaching. Even so I feel like this lost little girl. I feel alone even when I'm not. Some nights I can't sleep because of all the memories coming back. He was 91 and ready to go. I think I am having a hard time letting go because his love was always unconditional and I miss that. I lost mom in 2013 and a sister in 2009. I feel like I am always trying to pick up the pieces. No one seems to understand. They just expect you to be happy. Like I want to be sad or choose to be sad.

so sorry mary im 41 i feal lk loss is goin patss my age u cud say not in  grt way u cud say had a loss 2 wks ago feal bad misiin her funrell i do sad thng only tim i sea famly thes days is funrels u cud say

I understand what you are saying Jo B. No one really understands unless you go through it. You do what is necessary to cope and survive Two weeks ago my daughter who just turned 19 rolled her car and totaled it. As my husband and I drove to the scene I was scared and wailing. I thought I had lost her too. Praise God she was ok. I fly out Thursday to go to my childhood home to clean out my mom and dad's house. It is time to move on and sell it.  It is going to be a rough next couple of weeks. There is no internet there so I will be disconnected for awhile. I will keep you in my prayers.

i no thng mary no 1 gets it till 1 day it will hapen 2 thm iv had it all pepelcrosin st 2 avod us frinds ingnorin us soon lern real 1s r u do

cremtom ctv muts be sic of sean my ugly mug on it 

sinse 2012 2 mush shits hapend 2 e 1 u cud say 

dnt no wot i wud of dun if id not fond sits lk thes u cud say

birni inses stiks begin fr hpl i ambegin ansers i ambegin fr hlp u cud say 

sisne 2012 my lifs bean sush a shit rolrcosr im stuk on i cnt evn get off coz im stuk i am

I try to listen to the Christian radio stations like KLove. It helps bring me hope and peace. I also adopted a shelter dog. It has enabled me to get out in the sun walking and jogging with her and playing ball. You might say she is like a therapy dog. I guess we just have to find what soothes us so we can slowly heal Jo B. Happy 4th to you. God Bless.

My dad passed away on June 8. He had been sick for years with a heart condition and his kidneys and liver began failing in the last year as well. He was in the hospital the last 4 weeks of his life. It has been just me and him living in Florida for 11 years. He had no other family left besides me and my mother's side is up north. We didn't get along well for years, but have been very good friends for the last 8 and a half years. We spent time together just about every week and I called him all the time and talked to him about everything. I feel so lost without him. I was with him in the hospital alot and I was there holding his hand when he died. I didn't want to see him suffer but I wasn't ready to let go of him either. He was only 63 and his first grandchild is on the way. I wanted more time but it was not up to me. It's hard to imagine that anything will ever be good again, knowing that I will not see or speak to him again in this lifetime. My memories, while they are good ones, are all I have left.

so sorry jenifer no 1s evr redy 2 let go so dnt beat yore slf up on it 

My dad just passed away on August 4. I cannot even look at pictures without crying my eyes out. I am just devastated.

so sorrry kenna cece ann shanon  sorry abot yore dads so sad we av  meet on hear coz loss of dads frnds famly on hear

its ok kenna 

sisne my dad died thn so mus multi loss so mush ad stuf goin its ogt me on slf destrk remte i juts cnt dnd remote 2 stop me frm goin slf descrt u cud say

my dad wz 1 it kpt evry tng goin ok 

he dies lif dies u cud say

nw my muons mums gt ines a crukl ilens no cur u cab get fr alzimzers ok 1 min thn cud be sycio nxt i no its not her falt but its nasty thng i gt tld it gets 2 me pepel tell me i shud nt let it get 2 me only 1s it say it gets 2 hav bean trhu it lk me a nervs wec thy r 

wish i wz a kid agan it lest my lif wnut suc sob bad it wudt u cud say

im sory if im rantin or ovnden any 1 am 

sisne 2012 my lif chang dad died thn 2013 lif suc coz mor los th1313 1414 2012 sory bran not on lif suct th 2015 lif sucs coz of los thn 2016 lif stil sucs u cud say

yea i gt tlo lif goz on but it stil sucs

so sorrry riki i am we all r on hear loss my dad in 2012 juts wish he wz still hear 

It's been a little over 3 months now and it seems so much worse some days. A single father raising 4 children bonds however he can and mine bonded through football. With the start of football season I miss him so much more. But it's not just football, it's everything. It's everyday. It's calling him and saying "is it you?, it's me". It's seeing his face in my 6 month old nephew and knowing Christian will never know his grandpa first hand but rather through stories and memories. It's knowing he's gone and there is nothing I can do about it. Nobody consulted me about this! Some days are better than others and I am just taking it moment by moment

so sorrry linda abot yore loss i am

My dad was my everything , I lost him all most 11 yrs ago to cancer it was like a nightmare for me it still is , when my dad was in the hospital I went to see him with my aunt and after a couple of hours being there I asked my mom if I could see him and she told me what gives you  right to see him and had me removed the hospital so I left and hours later I got the call from my mom I hope you are happy your dad is dead.... This replays in my mind over and over again , so I'm here reaching out to anyone that knows what it feels like to lose your dad and not say goodbye

so sorry emma on lozin a dad

Emma, I know what it's like not being able to say goodbye. My dad died in a car accident. No one expected we would lose him so soon and no one got a chance to say goodbye. I was playing phone tag with him that week and didn't get the chance to talk to him one more time. 

Congrats Kenna! It's so hard to have such a joyful time during such a difficult time but it sounds like you handled it wonderfully. I totally relate to the being happy then guilt coming over you. My husband (who was in a motorcycle accident two weeks before my dad was hit and killed) and I are headed out of town tomorrow for a little vacation and I started feeling excited today then BAM! tears and grief for an hour. I can't believe he's not here to hear about my trip, check on me before I go, talk shit about my football squad, and joke about having parties at my house while I'm gone. Everyday his house sits empty and I can't stop missing him.

Everything isn't the same no more , I haven't been able to visit my dads grave in a couple of years and I feel sad about it ... I talk to him in my head a lot and use to have a diary to him , I did those things to make me feel better and hopefully he can hear me .... People tell me to forgive my mom and its hard I'm trying but a part of me is hurt always on how she did it, and still treats me like I'm a out cast ....

i do 2 emma stil spek 2 my dad pepel mus thng im mad coz i lk uo 2 sky speek 2 him 2 i do

evn speeek 2 his fotto i do 2

it mo iv so mush bad shit goin on i wish he wz still hear so evry thng thng wud be ok agan i no its nevr gona be ok agan u cud say