Forums
New posts
Search forums
What's new
New posts
New profile posts
Latest activity
Internet Search
Members
Current visitors
New profile posts
Search profile posts
Log in
Register
What's new
Search
Search
Search titles only
By:
New posts
Search forums
Menu
Log in
Register
Install the app
Install
Forums
Parent Support Forums
Parent Emeritus
Just sad today
JavaScript is disabled. For a better experience, please enable JavaScript in your browser before proceeding.
You are using an out of date browser. It may not display this or other websites correctly.
You should upgrade or use an
alternative browser
.
Reply to thread
Message
<blockquote data-quote="Scent of Cedar *" data-source="post: 614764" data-attributes="member: 17461"><p>Echolette, I wanted you to know one of us had read your posting. I don't know how to comfort you, how to make this less hurtful. Our daughter lived on the street last winter. It was awful for us ~ and we did not have to see it. When we got home again, we would go looking up and down the streets of the town she was in. I never did see her. But I saw other street people, mean-looking people. I would get so mad, Echolette. I wanted to scream or cry or ~ I don't know. It was stunning, overwhelming, sickening. The town we are from in the North is one of the most beautiful places I've ever been, but I hate it, now. I hate it for the way it felt to search those streets, and to see what we saw, there. </p><p></p><p>The only thing I know to do when I am horrified like that, and I have already fallen into that emotional hole in the ground, is to remind myself that with time, the feeling will pass. If there is something you can remind yourself of when you think you see him ~ a prayer for him to recover, a prayer for yourself, a promise to yourself that you will not fall into that emotional place, that you will hold steady, I think that will help. Even a recitation of the Serenity Prayer. When we are confronted with such horrible true things that we cannot change, then our emphasis needs to be on surviving. Elie Wiesel wrote about surviving the concentration camps, about how it felt to be walking around in a world so different than the one everyone else lived in. I found comfort in his writings. We are living in that kind of horror that no one else understands, too. </p><p></p><p>I remember the taste of those experiences, Echolette. I wish I knew how to comfort you. There are times when there just aren't any words.</p><p></p><p>I would light a white candle, when my son was addicted and there was nothing we could do. It was a way of holding steady for him, and it helped me to do that. If you can create a ritual of that kind to help you through the worst of it, I think you will be able to get on top of that shocky feeling. </p><p></p><p>I don't think I can post links yet since the site was changed. If you google Elie Wiesel, you will find some amazing quotations having to do with suffering and surviving.</p><p></p><p>I am so sorry for your pain, and for those feelings of hopelessness and futility and anger. </p><p></p><p>Cedar</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Scent of Cedar *, post: 614764, member: 17461"] Echolette, I wanted you to know one of us had read your posting. I don't know how to comfort you, how to make this less hurtful. Our daughter lived on the street last winter. It was awful for us ~ and we did not have to see it. When we got home again, we would go looking up and down the streets of the town she was in. I never did see her. But I saw other street people, mean-looking people. I would get so mad, Echolette. I wanted to scream or cry or ~ I don't know. It was stunning, overwhelming, sickening. The town we are from in the North is one of the most beautiful places I've ever been, but I hate it, now. I hate it for the way it felt to search those streets, and to see what we saw, there. The only thing I know to do when I am horrified like that, and I have already fallen into that emotional hole in the ground, is to remind myself that with time, the feeling will pass. If there is something you can remind yourself of when you think you see him ~ a prayer for him to recover, a prayer for yourself, a promise to yourself that you will not fall into that emotional place, that you will hold steady, I think that will help. Even a recitation of the Serenity Prayer. When we are confronted with such horrible true things that we cannot change, then our emphasis needs to be on surviving. Elie Wiesel wrote about surviving the concentration camps, about how it felt to be walking around in a world so different than the one everyone else lived in. I found comfort in his writings. We are living in that kind of horror that no one else understands, too. I remember the taste of those experiences, Echolette. I wish I knew how to comfort you. There are times when there just aren't any words. I would light a white candle, when my son was addicted and there was nothing we could do. It was a way of holding steady for him, and it helped me to do that. If you can create a ritual of that kind to help you through the worst of it, I think you will be able to get on top of that shocky feeling. I don't think I can post links yet since the site was changed. If you google Elie Wiesel, you will find some amazing quotations having to do with suffering and surviving. I am so sorry for your pain, and for those feelings of hopelessness and futility and anger. Cedar [/QUOTE]
Insert quotes…
Verification
Post reply
Forums
Parent Support Forums
Parent Emeritus
Just sad today
Top