son of the isolated blurts thread!

I fucking hate cancer. It robbed me of my best friend and I miss him so much. I want to be able to talk to him and hear his voice and I can't and it fucking hurts.
Focus and hold onto the memories that make you smile and remind you of the special bond you had. How would he want you to feel now? Try to live to that ideal - but yeah - it is tough.
 
I fucking hate cancer. It robbed me of my best friend and I miss him so much. I want to be able to talk to him and hear his voice and I can't and it fucking hurts.

So sorry to hear this. Thoughts and prayers with you.
 
Focus and hold onto the memories that make you smile and remind you of the special bond you had. How would he want you to feel now? Try to live to that ideal - but yeah - it is tough.

*nods*

I like the way Toby Keith puts it: "I'm not cryin' 'cause I feel so sorry for you, I'm cryin' for me."
 
Thank you everyone for your kind comments. You have made me cry, in a good way.

I will edit this later when I wake up.
 
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While we are not there to do the big hug and squeeze - we are here in our our virtual hug and comfort. Understanding and comfort can come from (as you will discover) beyond. :heart:
 
I fucking hate cancer. It robbed me of my best friend and I miss him so much. I want to be able to talk to him and hear his voice and I can't and it fucking hurts.


Although apparently indiscriminate, cancer always seems to take those closest, and at the worst possible of times. If ever there was something more deserving of the moniker "cunt", I can't think of it.

Sorry about the loss of your friend Essie1. Try not to focus much on what just happened, but on the memories, good times, and the sound of his voice.

I wouldn't stop talking to him either... in your quieter moments, you may just hear him in your heart, talking back. :rose:
 
Just dropping by to say how much I miss all of the awesome advisors who hang out over here in the HTCafe.

and my hugs and prayers to you, Essie1. I'm so sorry for your loss.
 
Dear Kind Friend,
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Please provide your account information and I will arrange the transfer from here.
 
Me: It's basically the equivalent of "This is why we can't have nice things."
Coworker: That's why they can't have any tits.
Me: I think everyone knew that's what I meant by "nice things" but thank you for shouting that word on the train.
 
I think I'm finding my way...finally...

After making my first post in one of these threads elsewhere I've now found the "How To" section with the appropriate place for that first post to have gone. But now I've found this thread.

There's no real reason for me posting this in here, but then again, I suppose that's the point isn't it? :)

...Now, time for spaghetti at 4:30am. :D
 
Proud blurt: I started this school year wearing a size US 18. I'm now wearing a 12. I plan to stop at a 10, which is ideal for my 5'10" frame. This summer's plans include ripped arms and abs. I've wanted this for so long, but was lazy. No more!

Congratulations on the new you and the new attitude! :rose:
 
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