u/CuteDistribution4557

Hey, so I (23F) lost my cousin (44F) about 3 months ago. She was my best friend, she was 20 years older than me and I hadn’t seen her in person for a few years but we spoke continuously, texted every day about anything and everything, she helped me make major life decisions, shared the good, the bad, the mundane. She was the sister i never had, the bff I needed, and advice giver whose opinion i actually respected.

She passed suddenly and unexpectedly, I was the first person to notice something was wrong when she didn’t answer my text.

It’s been 3 months now and I’m still crying every day, I think about her constantly, I’ve spiraled into thinking about death, the afterlife, wondering if I’m alive, fearing what comes next, wondering if she’s still here.

I don’t know what to do with myself, and I just need some reprieve but I don’t know how to get there:(

Any advice would be so appreciated.

I (24f) lost my cousin/best friend (44f) 3 months ago and don’t know what to do with myself. I feel I’ve forgotten how to function and I’m rethinking everything I once felt was true. I’m questioning what death is, what happens after, the friends I have left, how to enjoy life. If anyone has been through this, how do you cope with something so intense? How can I come out of this?

I (24F) am moving and my parents are having a very hard time with it. I currently live on Long Island, NY and ever since I was a little girl I spoke about moving away to somewhere with more space, nature, and just an overall calm vibe. Last month, my fiancé (26M) got a job in Albany, NY! We have since found a beautiful and affordable apartment and got everything set up. He has moved in and begun working. I work in a school and am nearing the end of my graduate program (I will be done December 2026). I will be going upstate for the summer and will visit while I can during the remainder of the year but am planning on moving in December. My parents have been pretty disapproving of this. My mom (54F) says I’m too young, though she isn’t the main issue. My father (55M) is calling me stupid, says I’m leaving the family, and hopes I dislike living there so that I can move back. He says it’s way too far and that there’s nothing around there. I think most of this is stemming from fear but it really hurts! This has been my dream and I feel so good when I’m up there. I want to be excited but it’s hard when my family becomes upset and passive aggressive when it is brought up. It makes me question if I should do this but it is what I truly want. I’d love any insight/perspectives on this.

Am I in the wrong for moving? Should I just appease them? AITA?