[ SECRET POST #1840 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #1840 ⌋


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Comments

[(Anonymous)]

Seriously, fuck you. When my father was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, he was told to be grateful for every day he woke up. Instead, we remained positive, convinced he could beat it. And you know what happened? Because we were all so sure that he would beat the odds, when he passed away, we were left with guilt, regrets and crippling grief. We never said goodbye, we left everything unasked and so much left unsaid and I stopped functioning for around six months because I couldn't accept the fact that he was gone.

Positive thinking did more damage to my family than accepting the facts would have. So fuck you so very hard.

[(Anonymous)]

Fuck off and don't take his death out on that Anon who was just being positive. Everything works differently for everybody. So fuck you, too~

[veronica-rich.livejournal.com]

I understand your anger, but I don't think you're in the right telling that person to fuck off. They acknowledged it might not be everybody's thing, they realized it could come across preachy, and they spent a good deal of space explaining themselves.

And, before you tell me to fuck off too, my mother died seven months after she was diagnosed with leukemia; she was all of 57. We had no reason to think she wouldn't either live longer or beat it, too, and I can honestly say that trying to stay positive did my sister and I more good than throwing our hands up and just accepting she was headed for the cemetery. Yes, her death was disappointing, but we dealt with it the best we could, knowing that toward the end, when she needed us to be cheerful and helpful at the right times, we really tried to be.