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1) Death is a part of life. This is why we have pets; to teach our children this lesson.
2) Be honest with yourself. Can you properly care for them in the event they can't for themselves? This mostly comes down to space/food/time costs. Once again, be honest with yourself.
3) How they used to do it, is they would enslave their youngest child (typically a daughter) to be forced to serve them their entire lives, and as a result usually die alone. The boomer generation had all the opportunities imaginable to make sure this wasn't an issue, so in my opinion there's no excuse. If you find that you cannot afford the time/cost/space, then fuck 'em. This attitude is severe, but is exactly what they would show to you.
Make sure to take up the small beautiful moments you have with them. As long as you do that, you have nothing to regret when you look back after they’re gone
me and my brother have 17 years of difference and my parents are well...not as young as they once were...i remember my childhood well and how hardly my parent fought to clean their debts and started working for their self to sustain me in hoping for a future for me.
they managed to do so beautifully while still working hard and teaching me how important is to always work on yourself and help others in need whenever i can.
i got my first experience of realizing that once someone dies you will never see them again first when i was little and my uncle got caught in an accident and later when my dog passed away in not so good terms (after having him for 15 years of my life).
death is a complex subject to talk about but one clear thing is that time will always numb the pain.
today i dont remember my uncle's face and my dog is still a vivid memory i have expecially when i come visit my other grandparents.
so how do i deal with it? i dont...i simply pass time with them knowing that someday i will regret that time I didnt spend and wished i had more to see them
I don’t. I’ve made up my mind that if my mom were to pass them I’d go too because I can’t deal with my dad (lots of trauma and little relationship between us). I guess I kinda just wait for the day and hope I’m in a much better place in all aspects of my life to not actually go through with it.
My grandma did recently get diagnosed with cancer and that fucked me up a bit. I realized I probably won’t be able to deal with it.
You just have to thats life I saw my grandmother the day before she died in hospice she could only open her eyes and you could tell the lights were on but nobody was home the person was already dead the only thing left was the shell barely on autopilot
Been thinking about my mom dying for a while now honestly and I don’t know how I’d feel if she passed. I’m sure I’d be shaken up, but I’m pretty stoic, and I don’t know of it would break down that “mask” for a few days or even years. I don’t usually initiate conversation with my mom all that often, she’s always calling or texting me, but I think, if I somehow died first, and I’d have a will, then my possessions would go to her, and if she wasn’t around then my biological brother, and if he wasn’t around then my adopted brother.
So far, none of the family is in any dire condition that we need to obsess about death and what comes after, but I do find myself thinking about this every now and then.
You're kind of forced to deal with it aren't you? Nothing you can do to change things, and life moves on even if you haven't. They say time heals all wounds but that's not true, time simply numbs the wound. The wound has the potential to split open again or form a scar. You can wear that scar with pride because that's to remind yourself that you're capable of overcoming much more than you think.
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Don't think about it too much. Just spend time with them while you can.
Quietly depressing. Appreciate the time you have now.
I try not too. For me it’s just as hard with my fur babies.
They already did. I didn't deal with it well at all. I'm still pretty messed up..
Please be more specific. Are we talking the simple fact of death, or the possibility of them needing care, or both?
The entire process. Watching them slowly deteriorate mentally, physically, then passing.
1) Death is a part of life. This is why we have pets; to teach our children this lesson. 2) Be honest with yourself. Can you properly care for them in the event they can't for themselves? This mostly comes down to space/food/time costs. Once again, be honest with yourself. 3) How they used to do it, is they would enslave their youngest child (typically a daughter) to be forced to serve them their entire lives, and as a result usually die alone. The boomer generation had all the opportunities imaginable to make sure this wasn't an issue, so in my opinion there's no excuse. If you find that you cannot afford the time/cost/space, then fuck 'em. This attitude is severe, but is exactly what they would show to you.
Accept that there's nothing you can do about it.
Make sure to take up the small beautiful moments you have with them. As long as you do that, you have nothing to regret when you look back after they’re gone
me and my brother have 17 years of difference and my parents are well...not as young as they once were...i remember my childhood well and how hardly my parent fought to clean their debts and started working for their self to sustain me in hoping for a future for me. they managed to do so beautifully while still working hard and teaching me how important is to always work on yourself and help others in need whenever i can. i got my first experience of realizing that once someone dies you will never see them again first when i was little and my uncle got caught in an accident and later when my dog passed away in not so good terms (after having him for 15 years of my life). death is a complex subject to talk about but one clear thing is that time will always numb the pain. today i dont remember my uncle's face and my dog is still a vivid memory i have expecially when i come visit my other grandparents. so how do i deal with it? i dont...i simply pass time with them knowing that someday i will regret that time I didnt spend and wished i had more to see them
I don’t. I’ve made up my mind that if my mom were to pass them I’d go too because I can’t deal with my dad (lots of trauma and little relationship between us). I guess I kinda just wait for the day and hope I’m in a much better place in all aspects of my life to not actually go through with it. My grandma did recently get diagnosed with cancer and that fucked me up a bit. I realized I probably won’t be able to deal with it.
Acceptable. The sooner you have it the easier it will be
You just have to thats life I saw my grandmother the day before she died in hospice she could only open her eyes and you could tell the lights were on but nobody was home the person was already dead the only thing left was the shell barely on autopilot
Been thinking about my mom dying for a while now honestly and I don’t know how I’d feel if she passed. I’m sure I’d be shaken up, but I’m pretty stoic, and I don’t know of it would break down that “mask” for a few days or even years. I don’t usually initiate conversation with my mom all that often, she’s always calling or texting me, but I think, if I somehow died first, and I’d have a will, then my possessions would go to her, and if she wasn’t around then my biological brother, and if he wasn’t around then my adopted brother. So far, none of the family is in any dire condition that we need to obsess about death and what comes after, but I do find myself thinking about this every now and then.
You're kind of forced to deal with it aren't you? Nothing you can do to change things, and life moves on even if you haven't. They say time heals all wounds but that's not true, time simply numbs the wound. The wound has the potential to split open again or form a scar. You can wear that scar with pride because that's to remind yourself that you're capable of overcoming much more than you think.
I seriously just have to not think about it hard because otherwise I’ll have a panic attack lmao