marcus12024 wrote:In my experience, the best thing to do is:
--> spend a lot of time with friends and family
--> start a journal, to write down how you're feeling - sometimes you'll write stuff that you never even would have thought of otherwise
--> talk about how you feel to someone/people, it really does help
--> consider seeing a counsellor, just to sort your thoughts out
--> try to keep a positive attitude.
--> don't try to keep busy just to avoid dealing with your feelings
--> no matter what anyone says, it's okay to do/feel any way you, as long as it helps you. Don't feel bad if you cry for those you've lost.
I can totally understand how you must be feeling, as since I graduated high school (five years ago), I've had three friends commit suicide, and two die in car accidents. I've also lost four family members in that time, two of which were very recent. It's hard to go on sometimes, but just remember that there are people to talk to, and people who do understand how you feel.
The world will continue to go on for you and everyone else that's still here. It can be hard sometimes, but you will get through it. Just keep doing what you're doing, things will get better.
Pretty much what marcus12024 said.
It's really hard when people you know or love die. I used to work with teenagers who had mental health issues or were abused, and some of them commited suicide. There have been times when i've found the bodies and it's hard. Fucking hard. Especially when you think your going somewhere with them, your making progress and then that's it. Finished.
At first I drank a lot, took drugs. Anything really to forget the fucking bastard tragedy that had occured. I just ended up physically feeling rough the next day and still in turmoil.
I don't believe in the after life. If your gone your gone. That's it. Over. Just remember the laughs, and the good times. Think about them. Tell people about how cool they were and the funny stuff that you did together. It gets better, it really does. But it takes a bloody long time for that to happen and it hurts like fuck.
My father is dying of cancer right now, and i've got to mentally prepare myself, for when he goes. Right now we talk about the good times, and he's trying to enjoy every minute he's got.
Fuck it. Like I said, it's hard. Really hard. But you've just got to get on.