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Originally Posted by nomadicfollower
When my father died. I was 11.
My deepest sympathy fishmonkey.
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cheers, thanks very much, it aint easy loosing a parent at any age but its something you have to learn to live with, you never quite get over it but you reach a point where you have to learn to live with it, if you dont you'll go mad. i used to wake up for about 6 months after my mam died and think to myself ..wow i had the freakest dream and then the reality would hit me like its after dropping off the ceiling and i go.... shit that was no dream, the upshot of this was i was afraid to sleep because this feeling would wipe me out the next morning, fuck it, i'm a big boy of 28 now and i know i must be doing someone proud.