Poll of the Day > What's your biggest loss you've had in your life?

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As the topic title says. For me it was my older sister who died on cancer back in 06 at the age of 26. Despite now outliving her she will always be my "older sister" to me. I like to remember the good times she had in her life and in turn brought to mine rather than the end though. It's not a competition but I'd say it hit my younger sister the hardest as my older sister was the closest to a mother figure she had. Still this loss has definitely taught me life is too short. So what about you folk PotD?

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I'm sorry to hear that.

I've actually been really fortunate in this way, and it's something that pops into my head every once in a while. So far even at age 34 I haven't lost anyone especially close to me. I did lose my dad when I was nine. But my parents had already been separated since I was five and I saw him maybe twice since then. While I was upset at the time, the reality is that for most of my life it's mainly been me, my big brother, big sister, and my mom. My dad's family lives out of state and my mom's parents died before I was born.

My cousin died unexpectedly last year and that shook me quite a bit. But I think when I do lose someone in my inner circle, it's gonna hit me like a freight train.

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Thanks man. Also yeah death can for sure effect folk in different ways.

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Old hard drive that I never backed up. So much permanently lost.

I've lost plenty of family members and pets, but it's hard to get emotionally attached in this day and age. Not to take away from those who do. Just different strokes I guess.

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Maybe my aunt. My mom's sister. She was mentally handicapped. She could talk, or walk on her own. You couldn't even tell if she understood you, though she could laugh. And would hug you. They said she would only live a few years. But she made it to her mid to upper 30s. It definitely hit a lot harder than I thought it would. Like I was sad, but at the funeral, when we went to she her one last time, I broke down. My mom, brother, sister, and I were crying a bunch up there.
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Probably an old girlfriend.

Or moving away from family and friends.

I lost my sister a couple of years ago, but we weren't particularly close.

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My hair.

One of my best friends got into a bad car accident about a year and a half ago and suffered from severe brain damage because of it.
Hes still alive but completely bed ridden and minimally conscious. Hell likely never recover.

It was/is horrible. I still go visit him every now and then in the hospice place hes at.

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My biggest loss will be in the near future when my moms cancer takes her. As of right now I don't really have a painful loss yet.

My older sister died of cancer at the age of 10 in May 1985 - I was about a month away from my 9th birthday when it happened. Her death devastated me to the point my parents took me to a psychologist - it took years before I finally understood why her death hit me so hard.

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I came home from a business trip and found my spouse dead on the floor. And just a week prior to that I'd lost one of my horses.

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Sorry to hear all these horrible losses.

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Death-wise, probably my oldest half-brother in 2000, not because we were close or anything (he was 21 years older) but mainly because his death seemed to screw the sanity of most of his full blooded siblings. Other than that, my dad's dad in 1994; I was only 9 at the time and we had generally visited weekly, so it was a brutal first death experience.

Anything remotely recent would be my kids' mother; she more or less took off shortly after our son turned 2 in 2018 and she isn't really around much. The loss of relationship was bad enough initially but it initiated a bunch of drama that ebbs and flows with primarily her mother, and occasionally, her [our] daughter longs for her. Our son barely ever mentions her at all. I'm not sure if he just doesn't really care, but I feel his sister likely gets slightly preferential treatment in that camp, and perhaps that influences it. *shrug*

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Both parents.

Toughest thing I ever had to do in my life was to watch my father suffocate to death from emphysema in a hospital bed right in front of me. I was given 15 seconds to make the decision whether or not they should try to resuscitate him after he stopped breathing for the final time. I chose no. That's not an easy decision for a son to make for his father.

My mother died of complications from vascular dementia. It's a deeply painful moment when your own mother can no longer recognize you and asks you who you are, and you know she'll never recognize you again.

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