Depression. It's a silent killer.

Morning. Winter is raising it freezing head here. The holidays are upon us again. After Halloween the rest of the holidays can fuck right the fuck off.

Have the best day you can.
Be safe out there.
Love you.
 
I am feeling sad because my oldest daughter is suffering from metastatic cancer and has just gone into hospice. While I realize it is normal and natural to feel this way, I am fighting to keep it from pulling me down to a place I don't want to be. I have already lost one son; it's not natural to outlive your children. So, I keep doing what I regularly do, which is browse the internet and occasionally post in the Lit forum. And playing golf twice a week. Fortunately, my other children are helping her and she has a good husband and friends. This is a comfort.

I realize she will probably pass away soon and not sure how I will handle it. I know it is not about me, but I want to be brave for my children. Shit...
My daughter is a fighter and is still holding on to life. Mostly she is sedated for the pain. Her husband and her siblings have maintained a vigilance with her for several weeks now and I feel for them as well. I hate to say that I hope she will pass, but it would be best for her, and her caregivers. It's like a fog that sits in one's brain. I can feel the depression trying to recapture me, but so far have pushed it away.

"They also serve who only stand and wait"
John Milton, Sonnet 19
 
My daughter is a fighter and is still holding on to life. Mostly she is sedated for the pain. Her husband and her siblings have maintained a vigilance with her for several weeks now and I feel for them as well. I hate to say that I hope she will pass, but it would be best for her, and her caregivers. It's like a fog that sits in one's brain. I can feel the depression trying to recapture me, but so far have pushed it away.

"They also serve who only stand and wait"
John Milton, Sonnet 19
Hang in there, think of the great times you have had with her. Her presence was a blessing, be strong for her and for your family.
 
My daughter is a fighter and is still holding on to life. Mostly she is sedated for the pain. Her husband and her siblings have maintained a vigilance with her for several weeks now and I feel for them as well. I hate to say that I hope she will pass, but it would be best for her, and her caregivers. It's like a fog that sits in one's brain. I can feel the depression trying to recapture me, but so far have pushed it away.

"They also serve who only stand and wait"
John Milton, Sonnet 19
I am sorry you, your daughter and your family are going thru this. I wish there was something I could say or do.

It is a very difficult time. I am sorry.

I try to help lift my own and other people’s spirits. I hope these flowers will help in some small way. Perhaps they will brighten your day just a tiny bit.





 
My daughter is a fighter and is still holding on to life. Mostly she is sedated for the pain. Her husband and her siblings have maintained a vigilance with her for several weeks now and I feel for them as well. I hate to say that I hope she will pass, but it would be best for her, and her caregivers. It's like a fog that sits in one's brain. I can feel the depression trying to recapture me, but so far have pushed it away.

"They also serve who only stand and wait"
John Milton, Sonnet 19
Thank you for your update. I understand your hope for her passing and the end of her pain. I hoped for that as well when my mom was ill.
We’re here. Please know that and know you’re not alone in this.

Be safe out there.
Love you.
 
Thank you for your update. I understand your hope for her passing and the end of her pain. I hoped for that as well when my mom was ill.
We’re here. Please know that and know you’re not alone in this.

Be safe out there.
Love you.
When my dad was bedbound after losing a foot and suffering alzheimers, I had a similar hope. He's passed, and I miss him intensely, but I'm glad he's no longer confused & suffering. I'm sorry you both had similar experiences - I'd not wish that on anyone.
 
Thank you for your update. I understand your hope for her passing and the end of her pain. I hoped for that as well when my mom was ill.
We’re here. Please know that and know you’re not alone in this.

Be safe out there.
Love you.
Thank you for all the kind and generous thoughts. My daughter passed away last night after a hard fought two year battle with bone cancer. She was surrounded by her loving husband, brother and sisters. I am so grateful to her siblings for being there for her during her illness; grateful and blessed. She was a beautiful person and wonderful daughter, sister, wife, friend, mom, registered nurse, and quilter. I am the better for having had her as a daughter.

I am managing, but with those waves of grief that accompany a loss.
 
Thank you for all the kind and generous thoughts. My daughter passed away last night after a hard fought two year battle with bone cancer. She was surrounded by her loving husband, brother and sisters. I am so grateful to her siblings for being there for her during her illness; grateful and blessed. She was a beautiful person and wonderful daughter, sister, wife, friend, mom, registered nurse, and quilter. I am the better for having had her as a daughter.

I am managing, but with those waves of grief that accompany a loss.
Sending condolences to you and your family.
 
Thank you for all the kind and generous thoughts. My daughter passed away last night after a hard fought two year battle with bone cancer. She was surrounded by her loving husband, brother and sisters. I am so grateful to her siblings for being there for her during her illness; grateful and blessed. She was a beautiful person and wonderful daughter, sister, wife, friend, mom, registered nurse, and quilter. I am the better for having had her as a daughter.

I am managing, but with those waves of grief that accompany a loss.
You have my deepest condolences. It’s hard not to sound trite when giving sympathy. I’m glad she is no longer in pain and that her passing has brought her peace.
Feel your grief. Acknowledge it and honor your daughter by not shoving it away.
We’re here to listen.
 
Thank you for all the kind and generous thoughts. My daughter passed away last night after a hard fought two year battle with bone cancer. She was surrounded by her loving husband, brother and sisters. I am so grateful to her siblings for being there for her during her illness; grateful and blessed. She was a beautiful person and wonderful daughter, sister, wife, friend, mom, registered nurse, and quilter. I am the better for having had her as a daughter.

I am managing, but with those waves of grief that accompany a loss.
So sorry for your loss! Stay strong and look after eachother! My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family ❤️🫂
 
I’m new to this thread and haven’t read back through every post, so apologise if this is a duplication

I found this very helpful last year, so want to share again

Ernest Hemingway once said: In our darkest moments, we don’t need solutions or advice. What we yearn for is simply human connection—a quiet presence, a gentle touch. These small gestures are the anchors that hold us steady when life feels like too much.

Please don’t try to fix me. Don’t take on my pain or push away my shadows. Just sit beside me as I work through my own inner storms. Be the steady hand I can reach for as I find my way.

My pain is mine to carry, my battles mine to face. But your presence reminds me I’m not alone in this vast, sometimes frightening world. It’s a quiet reminder that I am worthy of love, even when I feel broken.

So, in those dark hours when I lose my way, will you just be here? Not as a rescuer, but as a companion. Hold my hand until the dawn arrives, helping me remember my strength.

Your silent support is the most precious gift you can give. It’s a love that helps me remember who I am, even when I forget.
 
a single word
meant to be kind
or profound
is worth more
than a thousand contrarian perturbations
and will live in the hearts
of its readers
far beyond that of
creative dissection
or bloated malaise
we forget often
that our job is not to write
it is to illuminate
to provide hope
or thought
so that in the midst of darkness
people will find reason to feel,
and remember what it's like
to dream.
 
Thank you for all the kind and generous thoughts. My daughter passed away last night after a hard fought two year battle with bone cancer. She was surrounded by her loving husband, brother and sisters. I am so grateful to her siblings for being there for her during her illness; grateful and blessed. She was a beautiful person and wonderful daughter, sister, wife, friend, mom, registered nurse, and quilter. I am the better for having had her as a daughter.

I am managing, but with those waves of grief that accompany a loss.
I’m so sorry beholder.

I am thinking of you. Sending positive vibes.
 
Thank you for all the kind and generous thoughts. My daughter passed away last night after a hard fought two year battle with bone cancer. She was surrounded by her loving husband, brother and sisters. I am so grateful to her siblings for being there for her during her illness; grateful and blessed. She was a beautiful person and wonderful daughter, sister, wife, friend, mom, registered nurse, and quilter. I am the better for having had her as a daughter.

I am managing, but with those waves of grief that accompany a loss.
My condolences. I hope you stay strong through this ordeal.
 
I’m new to this thread and haven’t read back through every post, so apologise if this is a duplication

I found this very helpful last year, so want to share again

Ernest Hemingway once said: In our darkest moments, we don’t need solutions or advice. What we yearn for is simply human connection—a quiet presence, a gentle touch. These small gestures are the anchors that hold us steady when life feels like too much.

Please don’t try to fix me. Don’t take on my pain or push away my shadows. Just sit beside me as I work through my own inner storms. Be the steady hand I can reach for as I find my way.

My pain is mine to carry, my battles mine to face. But your presence reminds me I’m not alone in this vast, sometimes frightening world. It’s a quiet reminder that I am worthy of love, even when I feel broken.

So, in those dark hours when I lose my way, will you just be here? Not as a rescuer, but as a companion. Hold my hand until the dawn arrives, helping me remember my strength.

Your silent support is the most precious gift you can give. It’s a love that helps me remember who I am, even when I forget.
This is exactly what many of us need.
Just be with me as I make my way through this.

Be safe out there.
Love you.
 
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