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Grief can take many forms. I didn't lose anyone when I was a child except my great-grandmother, who I barely knew. I was very close to my mother, who died when I was 46. It was a life-changing event for me. I didn't go on a downward slide like Cheryl did, but I did re-evaluate my life with renewed awareness of the brevity of it, and made some major changes. And every day, because of my mother's death, I am aware that I am one day closer to death. To say my mother dying changed my life is an understatement. I think Cheryl didn't want to face all the feelings and realities that her mother's death forced upon her, so she sought solace in the arms of any man who would have her, then by numbing herself with heroin. She is very, very lucky that she was able to stop taking heroin. So many people try repeatedly and fail. I am sure Cheryl's trek up the PCT was a major factor in the positive life changes she effected later on.
Carolyn, you don't mean to say that anyone who has ever taken drugs becomes untrustworthy in your eyes *forever*, do you?
In 1991 when I was 26 I lost my mother to cancer . I relate to her grief especially fighting the losing battle to keep a family together. I still grieve -- sometimes with more intensity that the early years. I suspect it is safe to say I will always grieve.
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Grief can take many forms. I didn't lose anyone when I was a child except my great-grandmother, who I barely knew. I was very close to my mother, who died when I was 46. It was a life-changing event for me. I didn't go on a downward slide like Cheryl did, but I did re-evaluate my life with renewed awareness of the brevity of it, and made some major changes. And every day, because of my mother's death, I am aware that I am one day closer to death. To say my mother dying changed my life is an understatement. I think Cheryl didn't want to face all the feelings and realities that her mother's death forced upon her, so she sought solace in the arms of any man who would have her, then by numbing herself with heroin. She is very, very lucky that she was able to stop taking heroin. So many people try repeatedly and fail. I am sure Cheryl's trek up the PCT was a major factor in the positive life changes she effected later on.
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Carolyn, you don't mean to say that anyone who has ever taken drugs becomes untrustworthy in your eyes *forever*, do you?
Grief looks different for everyone. Losing a parent wrecks you. If you've went through that experience considerably unscathed, you're lucky. Many don't. Grief is hard and it's scary and it's ugly and it's intense.
In 1991 when I was 26 I lost my mother to cancer . I relate to her grief especially fighting the losing battle to keep a family together. I still grieve -- sometimes with more intensity that the early years. I suspect it is safe to say I will always grieve.
