u/ohdatpoodle

I'm 8 years out from losing my dad but my mom just died 18 months ago. Wanted to have a movie night with my husband last night and we love horror movies and weren't caught up on the 28 days later franchise, so we put on 28 Years Later.

Hey, explain to me why the heck A ZOMBIE MOVIE ended up actually being a f*cking heart wrenching tale of a little boy losing his mom? I was unprepared and the emotions took over all at once, I lost it, had to walk away and spent the evening fully bawling my eyes out.

There should be trigger warnings for these things on movies.

Pregnant with my first; it’s an infant of a gender (yay). My name is Sieve and my sister is ToyotaSienna. Hubby and I love the idea of our spawn's name following this trend. We also like unrealistic/unlikeable nature names, so when we stumbled upon Celiac, a Greek name that means pertaining to the bowels, it felt like a winner.

But my angel/devil internal debate sounds like this:

-Devil: Does Celiac even count as part of our family trend if it doesn’t begin with the “Sie-“ spelling?

-Angel: Your kid will hate you no matter what. Who cares about the visual part?

-Devil: Don’t name a human Siesta, that’s exhausting. BA-DUM-TISSSS! Devil's got JOKES.

-Angel: It’s ranked 17,623,904,763 in the Universe. Nobody even likes or uses either of these as human names. So do you, boo!

Thus, I put it to you, jerkers. Celiac or Siesta?

It's my birthday today and I feel particularly adopted. No one remembers me being born.

My APs are both gone - dad passed in 2018 and mom last year. Only child.

My extended family, all aunts, uncles, cousins, you name it, essentially seemed to forget I existed when I moved out of my parents' house 10 years ago. When my mom died last year, her sisters didn't even help me with sorting through her estate.

I cracked open my closed adoption, but birth mom doesn't want a relationship. She usually texts me happy birthday and it just leaves me longing for more.

So it's my birthday and I have my husband and my daughter and one coworker remembered it's my birthday (although it is printed on our office birthday calendar). My 'best friend' forgets my birthday every year. My aunts won't even text me. I feel like I want to barf.

My mother was cremated when she passed away last year and I received her cremains relatively quickly from the private funeral home and crematorium that performed her cremation and end of life services. I had a wonderful experience with the funeral home! However, something has been nagging away at me: my mother had a total knee replacement and screws in her hip and I was with her through the procedures so they meant a lot to me. No hardware was included in the cremains returned to me. Is this traditional? Where did they go? Should I call them?

Hi friends. Have any of you been diagnosed with or otherwise have experience with PGD, Prolonged Grief Disorder?

I'm 1 year out from losing my mom and 8 years out from losing my dad. It took until December to sell her house, and just last week finished the paperwork for the estate.

Mentally, I often feel exactly where I was when I got the news that my mom died. Her two sisters who she was very close with have been completely absent and didn't participate in sorting through her house or estate at all (she left them some money which they received), and they have not been in contact with me. They checked in by text for a few months after she passed but then stopped entirely. I am an only child and was adopted at birth. I am loved and married with an amazing young family of my own, but the emptiness finds its way in every day and I feel the soul-crushing weight of their loss chip away at my ability to be happy and normal.

I have definitely improved significantly, but I think about them constantly and often feel like the sad memories are taking away from what I'm doing in the present moment. I want my life back, I want to feel happy. Is it normal to still feel this debilitated daily and like I struggle to function a full year after losing my mom?