Hello, so this time we got someone's journey but they wanted to stay anonymous, pls say some encouraging comments to them or whatever u want to comment, I'm sure they will be reading ur comments: )
Their story:
I left out most the details to keep it anonymous. This is my story.So last year my grandfather was diagnosed with cancer. The doctors thought there was a decent chance they could remove all of it with a surgery but this was a surgery they only did about once or twice a year. They ended up doing the surgery and everything seemed to have gone well. They checked everything and it looked like it healed well and after a couple of weeks he could leave the hospital. A few weeks later on a sunday we were lunching when my father got called by my grandmother. Turned out that there was a weak spot in his lungs which didn't heal properly. That morning everything had gotten really bad quickly and he died before the ambulance got there. From this point many of you might not understand what happened anymore, and that's fine. The day that my parents told us that he was diagnosed with cancer I had had what I assume was some sort of vision. I regularly made 'alternate realities' in my head with things that could happen but sometimes they pop up out of nowhere. That's what happened there, and the thing was me hearing the news that one of my grandparents had died. It's up to you whether or not you believe this. It's probably an understatement to say I was devastated hearing the news. I had always been very close with my grandparents, we went there a lot when I was younger and I always enjoyed going there. After the funeral live seemed to keep going at the same speed way too quickly again. Everything had to continue, school and work kept going and I didn't manage to properly work out what had happened. In the period after the funeral I had multiple dreams with my grandfather in it that, in hindsight, urged me to accept that he was in a place where it was better than here. But I couldn't get my mind off what I had seen before everything had happened and I bit by bit managed to get myself to believe that I could've changed it or that it was my fault. This negative spiral just kept going while i didn't feel I could talk about it. Eventually it came out, I managed to get through it and accepted it. Since then I have had only two dreams about him, both of which were peaceful and he looked good. I found a lot of strenght in music, both in the tough period and in the time after that. I listened to songs like 'God only knows' and 'Burn the ships' (by for king&country) which to me were so powerful. If there is anything I want to tell people who are also going through rough times how different they may be is find someone who you can tell everything to. It doesn't matter who they are, find them. Personally, music really helped me. I got songs recommended which told me I was good how I am and God loves me. I chose to do this anonymous, but if you struggle find someone, be it here or in real life, to talk to. God bless everyone <3