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One of my family's dogs passed away today. He was fifteen years old, but it still hits like a truck all the same.

I've been sitting here crying for the last hour at the news. I know he lived a full, well loved life with us, but it still hurts to lose part of the family.
Aww, I'm sorry to hear that, truly. A family dog is never "just a dog" to MANY of us, at least in the developed world where they are treated as part of our families.
 
Aww, I'm sorry to hear that, truly. A family dog is never "just a dog" to MANY of us, at least in the developed world where they are treated as part of our families.
Thank you so very much for your condolences. I loved my boy so gosh darn much it was unreal. He was everything to me. He was there for me when I was healing from a nasty infection and bedridden for nearly three months. He guarded my dad when he was sick and recovering from chemo. He was the most loyal beagle mix hands down.

The day we went to pick up our dogs from the litter was when I fell in love with him. He was the runt, but he squirmed his way right into my arms, laid his head on my chest, and looked up at me with big ol' chocolate coloured eyes. That was the end of it. We took him and his older brother home with us.

Here's to you buddy boy. I hope you're chasing down all the squirrels and raccoons in heaven. You'll be sorely missed down here, that is for sure. 💖
 
Weird story. My mother died two years ago and my stepfather died one year later. I burned the clutch to keep my shit together through it all. I think the most i really let show was a bit of shell shock. I just didn’t want to be a problem for other people. So I put everything I had into work and school and just pushed through it all.

Last week was her birthday and I was planning to go to visit the grave. Spouse was like, “what’s with you, why are you acting so out of it?”
And I just lost my shit, completely. Everything came out at once. Icing on the cake was them saying “yeah it seemed pretty weird how you didn’t care at the time.”

You can’t win.
 
I’ve spent a good amount of time reading about the topic of grief as it relates to a larger community (basically how to help kids and parents after a life changing loss) and wanted to share this organization for any kiwis that might be interested in what sort of lobbying is being done on bereavement care in America. As you would not be surprised, a shitload of science is lacking evidentiary rigor and is an unspeakable waste of resources. High quality care is grounded in high quality evidence. It means that there is a large body of research showing that in randomized trials that this particular intervention will lead to this particular outcome. Without strong evidence there is little room to argue for tax dollars to fund support via programming or other means. Grief is not straight forward to research as it exists as continuum that has much multidimensionality in experience and how interventions are received. The lobbying organization Evermore is working to change policy to support families and specifically for grieving individuals to participate in research that strengthens bereavement science.

"psychosocial research is increasingly advancing the pathologization and medicalization of grief, focusing on the one in 10 people with severe grief and neglecting the large majority who cope with moderate grief and require community-based care models and support. As a result, 90% to 93% of bereaved people are without consistent access to quality care, and research fails to incorporate the voices of the full range of bereaved people in determining the real-world factors that matter to their health and well-being.” - Evermore

From the financial disclosure:
"Evermore went to Congress in January 2020 (pre-COVID-19) with concerns that bereavement was a significant public concern hiding in plain sight. As our nation reels from concurrent mortality epidemics and the evidence base grows, bereavement's intersectionality with other public emergencies can no longer be ignored. Evermore works with both political parties and across Congress, The White House, and multiple federal agencies to advance succinct bereavement policies and actions. As a result of our work, the U.S. government is taking multiple actions to address and accelerate the nation's response to bereavement, so that everyday Americans are no longer coping with few quality resources and support.

link: Bereavement-Response-Guide.pdf
 

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Every once in awhile something happens and I just want to call him to see what he thinks about it... To share a joke...
 
One of my family's dogs passed away today. He was fifteen years old, but it still hits like a truck all the same.

I've been sitting here crying for the last hour at the news. I know he lived a full, well loved life with us, but it still hurts to lose part of the family.
Sadly, another one of my dogs is going to need to be put to sleep soon. She has malignant tumours in her brain. This year is starting off on it's worst foot forward, I feel.
 
I'm orphaned, and self made. Family dropped off and I was barely an adult when they were all gone. Over it. Everyone's been buried for over a decade.
Embraced solitude and grind. Over that.
Had to make do without connections everyone takes for granted. Figured it out.
Get over the shit enough to want to interact again and realizing most people really are fucking morons, not over that. Not over that shit at all.

WTF was all the work for? Your chances of finding someone who isn't globohomobrained are small. The percentage of those people who are actually smart is also not optimistic. Who the fuck do you share your time with?

Learn a technical skill. Fine. OK. Not everyone wants to talk about it.
Learn to read history. Hear everyone babble literal bullshit. Fine.
Learn to understand negotiation and politics and everyone just screams and throws shit out of their mouth like a slightly less hairy chimp over politics. Fucking hell.
Eventually I learn that people really can't handle 'new' or 'hard' or 'difficult' in anything at all with few exceptions.

Epstein shit came out, hard. Now we know. Nobody wants to do shit.
Somali shit. Infinity immigrants shit. Nigger shit since forever. Fatigue upon fatigue. Now I got bitch fatigue since nobody wants to do anything but whine.

Tranny shit? We finally do something, after all these years, when sufficiently attractive teenage girls say "I lost my tiddies." People care over the dumb, lazy, degenerate-bait thing, but not the principal. Not children, only attractive girls. We all know how sympathy works.

tl;dr barely anybody has principles. Nobody cares about shit unless it's in their own immediate interest, which means someone they think will do something for them, or kin, or instinct to care about someone they're attracted to.

I would have been happier just staying ignorant and consuming. I built wealth and skills and knowledge and I'm much less happy than I was eating junk food and playing video games on a rotation.

I should have just hit myself in the head with a hammer and kept eating junk food and playing video games. I'm financially independent and all I have to show for it is not looking at my balances and tipping more than I should. Everyone my age is fat and just gave up on life, even people with money just go "oh no I'm a loser" when it's literally a choice to be one or not. Even if not being a bump on a log required intervention, which it does not, people who could afford help just don't fucking do anything.

I don't fucking get it. How can people choose to be listless dipshits? Even the ones who have the resources to do anything they want? Everyone would rather just whine! If I could do this from nothing and actually do things like "run" in my forties what the fuck is holding people back except "everyone else makes excuses so so will I."

The closest I can find to a place where people embrace doing things and speaking about reality as it is is Kiwi Fucking Farms.

Everything really is formerly Chuck's.
 
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