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He is my heart in walking form. I had him since I was 7yrs & he was the only reason I felt unconditional love as a child. I attribute many of my good qualities to his love as my home life was dysfunctional to say the least… anyway, he was the only being that loved me unconditionally my whole life…he was my best friend as a child, teen, adolescent, & well into my 20s. He moved into my first apartment with my wonderful fiancé and I. That move was so hard, having little support and feeling urgency behind it.
In the manymany years of my fiancé and I being together, she & my boy became so close, so much so we referred to him as her boyfriend!

He had taken such good care of me over the years, raising me, getting me to adulthood, that I felt we were responsible for him to have the best life ever. He never heard no, he got (almost) everything he wanted (pictured). This was his retirement home - he called all the shots & he kneeeeeewwww it!
As years passed, his age started to show - surprisingly only at 17years did he start showing signs of age… started with the back leg arthritis. Then thyroid & kidneys. He declined rapidly at 19… so fast that I think we’re still in shock. He was having seizures from a suspected brain tumor and terrible diarrhea from an intestinal tumor. We hospiced him in home for as long as physically possible.

At some point, he wasn’t himself anymore. In a matter of weeks he no longer wanted to be pet, kissed, or snuggled. This wasn’t him but I didn’t feel ready to let go. Thanks to close friends & some redditors, we made the terribly difficult, heartbreaking decision of home euthanasia. We didn’t want him to suffer any more than he already may have. We sat every day and night watching him with bated breath worrying about another seizure he wouldn’t come out of.
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My fiancé took on the task of finding the at home euthanasia service & not only coordinating shipment but packing our boy to get him professionally articulated so that I can have him back as more than a box of ash. She took on so much to make sure that our boy was taken care of and safe in his final moments. I don’t know if she knows how grateful I am for her love of us, her care, her deep loyalty to make sure that he was safe every moment. Our other boys are so weird now… our 15yr old creamsicle that grew up with my boy hides constantly (we got his blood run after we had to put my boy to sleep, he is physically healthy). Our 4yr old is chatty/ whiney, and our 1yr old is clingy whiney and sniffs around constantly.

I don’t really know why I’m writing here. I just miss him desperately. I have been in denial & I just keep waiting for him to show up. Yesterday I looked at the last photos of him… it hit me really hard- those are the last pictures I will ever have of my boy. That rips me apart. How am I supposed to go the rest of my life without him? Honestly? Every single day since his passing feels pointless. I don’t want to be home anymore but I have so much anxiety when I leave the house.
I miss him so much that it makes me feel empty. I literally feel hollow. The sadness is overwhelming and it hurts the worst at night. He isn’t there to race us to bed to get the middle and snuggle. He isn’t taking up as many pillows as physically possible. He isn’t there for me to give him a million kisses. He doesn’t wait for his secret treat and 5th brekkie. He doesn’t yell at us for fresh water from the sink. He isn’t basking in the window getting warm from his heated blanket and the sunlight.

I need him to come back to me. Will he come back? Where do I look for him? I just need to know that I will have him again, I don’t know if I can do life without him.
Thanks for listening 🩷

This is somebody i know. I would like to know what the vibes are of this person. I will add some pictures.

My best friend Shawna died last year from an accidental drug overdose at 25 years old. We were best friends for 12 years and we spoke to one another every day. I miss her so much. Does she know this? How can I be closer to her? Anything will help, thank you in advance 🩷

I can usually get a feel if a doll is haunted or not, the last regular non haunted bear I bought I felt an attachment from the photo and i was right.

One of these was bought haunted, the other not I thought the one sold as non haunted was from photos but now I have it Im struggling with it. I think I was scammed with the other .

What do you think? I have very limited space in a tiny flat so I cant keep anything thats not haunted .

I would appreciate it a lot, thank you! 🐡

So lost right now. Gay widower, have a friend helping me getting through my husbands one year anniversary which is the 25th. I’m so confused, I’m starting to develop feelings. He’s giving me mixed signals.

This used to be my friend not anymore. I would like to know her intentions. What kind of vibe does she give off

Our parents lied to us about our grandfather our whole lives. What do you see?

He actually died in 1982; I was told it was 1969. I saw his gravestone and found the truth.

I’m prepared for any hard responses y’all may get.

Edited to correct year he passed.

My cousin committed suicide at 24, had his troubles but was a loving guy and full of light. He was my role model although 4 years apart and we would find comfort in speaking to one another every week. He lived quite far away from me and I couldn’t see him as much as I wanted too but the moments we did spend together I do look back on fondly. We’d joke we were like brother and sister.

He was going through a lot at the time with his girlfriend who decided to abort their child he wanted to keep. This evidently made him spiral although they just got a home together and he finally got a car.

Anything you could tell would be much appreciated, I miss him everyday.

I lost my brother 2 years ago. He committed suicide while extremely intoxicated and during a very heated argument with his wife who was cheating on him and would leave him for a couple of weeks and then come back and cause chaos. While generally happy and vibrant—the weeks before his death were very sad for him. And he started drinking a lot.

She left the house after fighting with him for hours, he died, and my elderly father found him approximately an hour later. It broke my dad’s heart and he’s not the same. We all have so much anger and sadness due to the finality of the suicide in a situation where I wish I could have helped him and made him feel the love I had and do have for him.

Travis was my oldest brother and he thought the world of me. I miss feeling so safe and loved by him. I miss his laugh, our inside jokes, and the way he made any situation feel better by just being there. I miss him so much. I haven’t felt his presence since a few weeks after he died. No dreams. No moments of just feeling him around me. It feels so completely wrong because I know Travis would give me some sort of sign if he could.

Does anyone have any insight into how he is or if he’s ok? I’d give anything for a dream or a feeling of him being with me. I hope he knows how much I love and miss him. I think about him every single day.