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Originally Posted by Sparkle
My father is dead.
And I feel nothing, or maybe I feel a whole lot of empty. I'm not sure.
He was a truly terrible father; he did some unconscionable things.
He wasn't a good person, either.
He was a stunted broken child in an over grown body.
And he died alone.
This kind of grief - is strange.
I've lost too many people whom I love greatly, who filled my life with love and happiness. He wasn't one of them.
This is different. weird. oppressive in its emptiness.
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I loved my father so much, yet when he died I felt nothing....empty. It took a year almost and a stupid song on the radio triggered my grief.
Be good to yourself, and feel what you feel....none of it is wrong
