15 hours ago · 6 min read1259 words · Life · hide · 0 comments

I'm not fully sure if that's how the title should be since I've never done a post like this before, but fuck it. We'll do it live. I first saw Absurd Pirate's post a few days back, which then led me to Chloe's post. Similar to AP it made me want to share my own experience about losing my dad, because I haven't really talked about it properly in the five years since it happened. Maybe this would help - be it me or someone else - somehow. Of course, before I continue, I'm going to first offer my condolences towards Chloe. The first few months are some of the hardest, and while I unfortunately don't have an email set up yet to attach to this blog for someone to reach out to, I do hope you're doing as well as you can be during this incredibly tough time. Big ol' trigger warning for talk about death as we go on. First, some background context. Da had a major brain hemorrhage when I was ten. He survived the experience but was fundamentally changed. Short-term memory wasn't the best, and…

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