Death (sort of depressing)

[esin]

yes I know depression is real but there's this magical thing called "power of will"
I am a depressed person but you know what I do?
I get over it
I don't sit and brood over the little things

You're underestimating the degree to which a human is little more than a biological machine. That 'power of will', that emotional fortitude is just a nuerochemical mixture at the end of the day. And if your brain has a deficiency of those chemicals 'getting over it' won't be as simple a process as it normally might be. Not to say it's impossible for a depressed person, its just a hell of a lot more helpful to figure out How to 'get over' something rather than vaguely saying 'get over it'. If its that simple for you, you likely don't have a very acute case of depression.

 

[PrimoThePro]

Sympathetic Snip

I am truly sorry for your loss my friend. Seeing as dogs are ALWAYS happy to see us, and keep a delightful demeanor, it can be pretty easy to value your relationship with your dog over relationships with some people. And don't be sorry for being sad, it's how you know you're human.
OT:I have lost many people around me. I work at a camp that accepts all kids, including trouble, and special needs kids. Sometimes they come from awful homes, and I get to help them out of that. I sometimes get attached, so that if they die, which has happened, it hurts.

 

[6unn3r]

Unfortunatly death is life, thats it's ultimate end.

Pippin: I didn't think it would end this way.

Gandalf: End? No, the journey doesn't end here. Death is just another path. One that we all must take. The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass... then you see it!

Pippin: What? Gandalf? See what?

Gandalf: White shores... and beyond. A far green country, under a swift sunrise.

Pippin: Well, that isn't so bad.

Gandalf: No. No, it isn't.

 

[HT_Black]

All the damn time. At the moment, the family body count is:

Grandpa
Auntie
Other Grandpa
Grandma
That guy other Grandpa killed before he fled the state
Baby sister
Several youngins'
100+ chickens
Several other pets including cats and rabbits
A variety of pet poultry.

...Yeah. My family doesn't cry very often.

 

[LarenzoAOG]

My 13 year old Beagle had to be put to sleep due to heart complication, my shi-tzu puppy dies because of heart worms, my grandparents on my moms side are both dead, as is my great-drandpa on my dad's side, and one year my school lost 4 members of the senior class.

 

[superbatranger]

I lost both of my dogs. One of them was because she had extensive damage due to heart worms and her kidneys and liver were shutting down. A year later, my other dog had to be put down. Apparently, he had a congenital heart and lung defect. His heart couldn't pump enough blood, causing his organs to weaken and fail. Also, his lungs kept filling up with fluid. There was no treatment. If we hadn't put him down, his lungs would have filled up and he would have drowned in his sleep.

I also lost one of my cousins to a brain tumor when she was only 6 months old. Lost my grandpa to lung cancer, one of my aunts to breast cancer, my other grandpa to a heart attack, my uncle to leukemia, my grandma to diabetes and liver failure.

It sucks.

 

[Mintycabbage]

I got a dog from a pound, called him flash. Took him to the vet next week and they put him down. He certainly lived up to his name and i couldn't get a new one because of the bacteria he left in the house.

 

[Ghostbody]

Well, my dog hung himself on a really long chain. As for people: Both grandparents, uncles, aunts, cousins, a number of friends (7 or 8 to suicide).

The crying thing doesn't work as I never really cried in any of these except for the girl that I loved.

Damn...

 

[WOPR]

considering how much crap I've gone through, I can say most "depressives" are weak

you have no idea how many people here have whined about wanting to commit suicide over something stupid like "My iPod broke!" while I'm sitting there with a gunshot wound just saying "whatever"

Different people react to different things, depending on enviroment. If you live in a rough area, which I assume you do, every day the horrific becomes banal, the evil routine. People whine about it, but will very rarely do it, simply because most of them use it as a figure of speech; it takes far more than a broken iPod for someone to go have a cup of gin and bleach.

yes I know depression is real but there's this magical thing called "power of will"
I am a depressed person but you know what I do?
I get over it
I don't sit and brood over the little things

Funnily enough, I do have 'power of will', as you put it; it was what stopped me from jumping in front of an incoming train years ago. But many people don't have that because their enviroment tends to crush it out of them. Very few people are so emotionally flexible, or emotionless; most are brittle, and thus prone to shatter.

and if you knew anything about me at all you'd know that the average person would kill themselves after 3 days in my life

but yes I don't know what I did to deserve being called a "douche" (great use of vocabulary by the way, try calling me something other then a "shower" or "woman's cleaning devise" next time, okay?)

I posted without thinking about that; I apologise now.

but I don't really "love animals" with the kind of zeal that "eat no meat!" people have

I just like them more

animals didn't beat the crap out of me for 18 years while law enforcement turned a blind eye because I was different

so bluntly put, I like animals more the humans because they're more HUMANE

don't blame me, blame your species.

Yeah yeah that's true (the last part)

I was in a HUGE rush so to better word that...

Blame the dicks IN the human race

in all honesty I don't "hate" everyone
I'm just always leery of people because of how most have been

but yeah I don't blame "people" for the actions of the few (if that's better put)

so

"I don't blame YOU, I blame the great many jerks there are"

I don't know how to word it
I'm still rather rushed

That is all well and good, but I refuse to blame my entire race because a gang of arseholes were evil cunts to you. Just because they were doesn't mean the rest of us are.

 

[The Boy in the Hat]

My Grandad was diagnosed with cancer shortly after my Grandmother had a stroke. Unfortunately it was a kind of cancer that can only be detected too late, and so he died. I was young, but I understood he had gone and wasn't coming back.
Then earlier this year, my Grandmother died. She was weakened by the stroke she never recovered from ten years ago and couldn't keep fighting.
I miss them.

 

[moloha]

Well... my dad had cancer

He had 1 year to live but he didn't tell me

He lived abroad

and one day i get an e-mail telling me that my dad had died a month ago.

Then after a few weeks my cat died...

My dad had 3 years to see me...

And i hadn't even bothered to send him a photo of me... to see how much i grew up...

edit: he died this summer

 

[DeASplode]

My last dog was put to sleep about 8 years ago, on bonfire night.

She was old, going blind, already deaf and having so many problems. I left her to go to school one morning and when I came back, she was gone. She actually didn't seem to mind Bonfire night throughout her entire life. Even remember when I was about 8 years old, I was sat on a step in my garden with her and people were setting off fireworks.

Ah Pwci, I still miss you.

 

[GrinningManiac]

You killed your dog because it was diagnosed with cancer?

Treatment would probably be a better solution, but whatever.

Treatment for doggie cancer is expensive shit.
Which would you prefer: The dog suffers through multiple chemo sessions with little hope of improving, or gets put down quickly and painlessly.

This was the more humane choice.

I suppose, if your idea of humane is giving up.

If not giving up means the creature I care about suffers more pain than it would if I let it die calmly and without pain, then it deserves to be given up on.
I've been through this. I've seen the pathetic look my dog gave me. I saw the pain he was barely enduring. I've seen the look he gave me begging- PLEADING for me to end it.
Don't give me that giving up shit. What the fuck else was I supposed to do?

Pleading with you? No non-human animal knows what death is or could ever express any form of suicidal thought. They simply aren't self-aware or capable of such comprehension.

Troll harder you insensitive troll

People's pets have died. Lifelong friends gone. And these are ANIMALS, not humans. They can't understand the pain they're going through. They can't understand why they hurt, and they don't understand that the stressful process of chemotherapy is for their own good. As far as they're concerned, they feel even worse and they don't know why

They aren't self-aware. Just like you said. They can't understand why they hurt. At least with a human with cancer you can explain things to them. A dog has everthing a human cancer sufferer has PLUS a higher chance of failure in the treatment AND the inability to understand it all

You are being deliberately insensitve. I know this because I refuse to belive anyone can be as horrible and, frankly, evil-spirited as you

 

[Thaius]

The loss of a pet, especially one you grew up with, is always really difficult. That's why we all cried in Marley and Me: not because the movie was just that good ('cause it was pretty average, really), but because anyone who grew up with a dog knows how hard it is for that era to end. I'm sorry.

 

[zombiesinc]

*offers hug*

I've only had to experience loss once within my family. My grandmother passed away several years ago, but I was pretty young at the time, so I don't think it hit me as much as some.

 

[Edorf]

My grandmother lost against cancer when I was 11, or 12.
Other than that, my great grandmother died many years ago.. but it didnt really have a huge impact on me as I was too young to have any good memories with her.

As for animals... We sold our dog cause she had a habbit of biting children, never saw it afterwards. Several cats have also died (my dad drove over one, and my grandfather drove over one, and one was just born to die (he had 3 legs and one functioning eye).)

but I would never say death has hit me very hard. Sure it was kind of hard the first week after my grandmother died, but I got over it and very seldom talk about it.
I guess the only tip I can give is to try and keep your mind occupied, so that you dont accidentally drop over to thinking about your dog.

 

[GrizzlerBorno]

I'm still young and my experience with Death is superbly limited. you know who's experience ISN'T: About a year ago, my Best Friend's Dad had to undergo surgery (i'm not sure, but i think it was 'Open Heart surgery') and on the day before, he had sat with my Friend and had a good, long Father-son talk (which was almost unprecedented between them), where he asked my friend if he understood that there was a significant chance that this may be the LAST time they converse. my friend said that he knew that.
Later, there was a complication in his surgery, and well, you can guess. so the next day, my friend took his Father to the graveyard, lowered him into a hole in the ground BY HAND, threw the first fistful of dirt (as is custom), then took a bus halfway across town to catch the FINAL Exam of the school year.
He is literally the toughest Son-of-a ***** alive, in my eyes. sorry for being a MASSIVE downer by the way.

 

[CrazyMedic]

You killed your dog because it was diagnosed with cancer?

Treatment would probably be a better solution, but whatever.

sounds like he loved his dog and didn't want to see it put though the pain of chemo do you have any idea the kind of pain the dog would have gone though in chemo, if I found out my dog had cancer I would put it to sleep because the act of putting a dog to sleep is an act of mercy so taking the dog out of it's misery rather then subjecting to the pain and sickness of chemo for a CHANCE it would leave, you sir or madam are not only a jerk for saying that to someone very said about and for also wanting to put a dog though chemo.

 

[C95J]

3 cats, with the recent only being 2 months ago. It was so sudden as well because he got ran over. That kept me down for a long while. But it's unfortunately something every single one of us has to go through, and the best way to deal with it is to get out and do something to take your mind off it no matter how impossible it may seem.

But don't worry, everything will be okay it is saddening at the moment but it will pass.

 

[lacktheknack]

Yeah. My grandmother spent eight years in an Alzheimer's fog, before getting violently ill, violent, bedridden, and stick-thin (six feet tall, fifty four pounds) before starving to death over three weeks.

She also thought I was a rapist near the end.