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It's going to happen again... It happens with everyone... They all leave... And its always somehow my fault...
Maybe I am the problem....
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love is stored in the hand. love is stored in the hands that hold each other. it is stored in the hands that create art. it is stored in the hands that have the power to harm but don’t. it is stored in the hands that are warm and the hands that are cool. it is stored in the hands that do things for others just because they can. love is stored in your hands which express the desires of your heart.
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“I know I’m not easy to love. I’m a chronic over-thinker. I overreact more than I should…And every once in a while, I might be a little insecure. But if I am in love with you, I can promise you wholeheartedly that you will be loved with so much passion and intensity that you’ll forget what life felt like before I came along. You will always be cared for and you will always have someone in your corner. Maybe I’m not the best at being loved - But I like to think I’m pretty good at loving.”
— Chelsea Carroll
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La Hija.
En Mi Familia
Siempre soy la que arregla las cosas
La que siempre puede arreglar todo
Que pasara el dia que no pueda arreglar algo?
What will happen the day I can’t fix him?
Su Niño.
Mi hermano.
I can’t fix him.
I can’t use my knowledge and tools to fix him, make him better.
I’m watching through a sound proof snow globe.
My voice hoarse from yelling at him.
Unable to be heard.
The pleading eyes of my parents looking to me saying “Help him, Ayuda a mi niño”
I fall to my knees, I feel useless.
I’m stuck looking at the shell of the man my brother once was.
Watching.
Hoping.
I am unsure how this will end.
None of my tools work, I can’t get through this barrier.
I am a spectator to the tragedy that my sibling’s life is becoming.
I’m unsure she will talk to me if he doesn’t come out of this.
Soy la hija que arregla todo… Pero creo que esto no se puede arreglar.
Perdónenme.
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All I want is to be wrapped up in someone’s arms right now. Feeling safe and comfortable. I just want to be taken care of. I miss that feeling more than anything.
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You are my golden love.
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COPING WITH THE LOSS OF A PET
New Post has been published on https://www.bernspeaks.com/coping-with-the-loss-of-a-pet/
COPING WITH THE LOSS OF A PET
A pet is more than just a pet; they are a member of the family. That’s why saying goodbye to them hurts so much. Those who lose a pet will experience similar emotions to those who lose a family member or friend. It comes in waves, and we go through phases of denial, anger, guilt, depression, and eventually acceptance.  If you have never owned a pet, then it may be difficult to grasp the intense emotions people feel when they lose a pet.  Many people may not truly understand your feelings for your pet, but you should never feel guilty or ashamed about mourning an animal companion.  Pets provide unconditional love that cannot be calculated. The relationship between pet and owner does not have the same difficulties as the relationship between humans.
Sorry For Your Loss; Pet Loss Grief Guide
Grieving over a Pet
Pets frequently die before we’ve had a chance to really deal with the fact that our loved ones won’t be with us forever, so it can serve as a wake-up call to mortality. When faced with the death of a pet, the worst thing you can do is try to ignore your own uncomfortable feelings.
You must allow yourself to grieve for your pet, as suppressing it or pretending the grief doesn’t exist will only make the pain return twice as strong. You should also forgive yourself if you have any guilt about the loss of your pet. Let go, grieve, and then forgive yourself.
Another reason that the death of a pet can be so devastating is that we are not always prepared to deal with death in general. Death comes when we least expect it, and even when we were expecting it, it is still hard to cope. Dealing with the loss of a pet, you may think about how they never pass judgment or criticize, and they never complain. Pets love and comfort us, as well as alleviate our anxiety, in ways that humans cannot. Our feelings for them are simple, but that is only part of the story. It is heartbreaking to lose a pet. There is an undeniable bond between animals and humans. It’s critical to be gentle with yourself after the loss of a beloved pet.
How to ROAR: Pet Loss Grief Recovery
Here’s how to cope with the death of a pet and some strategies that have helped others get through the most difficult parts of the grieving process and may help you as well;
Grief is Personal, We Feel How We Feel: The pain and suffering can be worsened if others make you feel ashamed for being bereaved over the loss of your pet. It is their problem if they do not understand your grief. Don’t let them dictate how you grieve. You’re going to feel what you’re going to feel.
Whether death occurs naturally or not, pet loss is heartbreaking; you just have to accept that. Don’t try to run away from your grief.
Be Kind to Yourself.
Make Contact with Others Who Understand.
Find New Routines.
Find Ways to Remember Your Pet.
Write About Your Pet In a Journal.
Get Other Animals Into Your Life When You are Ready.
R. Bernadette Holmes
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"Sometimes you just have to kiss her on the forehead as softly as you can so she knows you love her.."
And I hereby place all of this love right here in the middle of your forehead, etched with my lips and heart - eUë
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“I want to know everything about him. The little things, like his favourite food and colour, but I want to know the things no one else knows. I want to know what song makes him feel more than he’s ever felt. I want to know how he got every scar on his perfect body. Why he doesn’t talk to his dad anymore, his goals, his insecurities. I want to memorize all the freckles on his face and every muscle in his back. I want to understand every imperfection and tell him how truly perfect they are. I just want him.”
— i want you so bad (for bt, 08/08/21)
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“I feel my mind slowly being pushed towards that wooden rotten door. The place that is consumed by darkness and nothing. I don’t want to even go near that door, but I’m tired of what it is like to be me on this side.”
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When you open your eyes and look at me I cannot begin to descibe what I see. A heart so lovely, a beauty so fine. It's like a dream, that you are mine.
- From one of our letters that you wrote to me
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Quote by Beau Taplin
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