It happens. I pray my grandpa is in Hell whenever I think of him. And he is surely burning for the things hes done
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Don't you owe me money....I've tried drinking away the torture from my past. It didn't work. I'm fat and miserable still. I can't tell you how to fix it but I know being around good people helps. There aren't alot of those around anymore.
Don't you owe me money....
From the time I left home, I had to deprogram for 20-40yrs. I'm fortunate to have a very supporting wife and in lawsI've tried drinking away the torture from my past. It didn't work. I'm fat and miserable still. I can't tell you how to fix it but I know being around good people helps. There aren't alot of those around anymore.
Wow. Sorry about your sister's experience with her "husband." Damn.I have buried both my parents and my sister. I loved them all. Dad had heart disease and had been sick a lot. Many things he wanted to do but couldn't. I was gone for 23 years in the Air Force but he had my brother in law that acted like a son and did stuff with him. I was there for the suffering part and sitting in the hospital with him. I was glad when he slid out in his sleep and had peace.
Mom had dementia and when Dad died she moved in with my sister. It got progressively worse as the days went by. She went backwards in her memory and lost about a decade a month. One time she was in the 60s, we could talk about that, next month the 50s and we could talk about that, next month further back, before my time and she had no clue who I was. I was just a nice guy that brought her yarn to knit and word search books and candies. Then she got further back and cried for her mom and dad all the time, then forgot how to eat or drink and then went out peacefully. I was glad to bury her knowing that she was past the torment and sickness.
Sisters husband died in an accident. Buried him and found out what a bad person he was. He left leaving heavy debts for my sister (and me) and when I cleaned his closet found a lot of kiddie porn. Burned that and said glad that stuff is gone. He had a wandering male part and somewhere picked up HPV. Gave it to my sister and she had no idea until it turned to cancer and it killed her. I was happy when it was over because she was in incredible pain. Now she has peace.
Family was buried and I was glad to be able to bury them. I hate it that they are gone but I am happy that the pain and suffering is over for them. I have peace. I don't have the peace of knowing my parents might be around some day to bury me but that comes with age.
Enjoy what you have as best you can. Forgive but don't ever forget who they were.