Which person's death affected your life the most?

Question

Apart from Jesus, whose death affected all humankind. I'm talking about people who died in your lifetime.

How did you change after that?

Answer 1

My father's, hands down. He died when I was seven. I went from being a very outgoing and optimistic little girl to being very depressed. I lost the one person I could count on to cheer and advocate for me. (My mom and I never understood each other.) I feared commitment because I believed if I loved someone, I would lose them randomly and/or find out bad things about them like my mom did. Took me a hell of a lot of therapy to unlearn what I'd "learned" from this.

Answer 2

My best friend committed suicide almost a quarter century ago. That has probably had the most profound effect. He died in front of me, I still have awful visions of this, I still feel his blood on me.

My grandparent's all died before I turned 10 so their deaths have also had an effect. Out of 4 grandparents I never had the chance to get to know any of them.

How did this affect me? My friend's death nearly destroyed me. He was more than a friend, he was my fiance,we were waiting to graduate to get married. We talked often of the little home we would own, the jobs we would have, the kids we would raise, the life we would live. We dreamed big.

And then in one instant it was all over. I was alone. I lost it. No one knew how to talk to me, I don't even remember that anyone tried. Eventually, I had to get away, and at 17 I dropped out of school, ran away from home, and spent a couple years wandering around North America, trying to find myself again.

That was a disaster. I began abusing drugs and alcohol~I had always experimented, but this became abuse. I worked menial jobs for paltry wages. Eventually I started sleeping under bridges and in alleys, stealing food after going days without eating. His death hurt a lot of people, as did my actions afterwards.

As for my grandparents~my family's odd. No one's close, no one really talks. I have a handful of memories, mainly just bits and pieces. I've never sat down and talked with any of them, never had special moments, trips to the fishing hole, or baking a pie with my grandma. There's just nothing there.

I rarely reminisce or look at family photos. It's too painful. All those years, all that time wasted. Gone, never to be had again.

Answer 3

As far as people I knew, when I was 12, the only grandparent I had alive (the others died before I was born or real little) died and I knew he was going to die soon, he was hospitalized and getting sicker and sicker. BUt I was still upset, cried, and asked why when it did happen. It look me a good 2 years to get over it.

As far as famous people, the only person I could think of is Princess DIana. True it didn't affect me as much at the time, I didn't cry. I don't cry when famous people die.

And I've gotten to point where I really don't cry if a relative dies because I have so many or had so many senior citizen or much older aunts, uncles, and cousins (greats and distants) that it's becoming a normal thing for me to see them die.

Sadly I'm have to start preparing for my parents deaths, they are in their early to mid 60 and in bad health:(

THe Princess Diana thing I think is effecting me because in retrospect I'm learning more about her, I never thought she was bad or anything, but I really realize now how prolific she was. And also lately I've been getting into her eldest son a lot:)

Answer 4

this might rely on the internal ideals of the guy. I surely have conventional some that worry dying lots that their on a regular basis lives; which incorporate crossing the line is effected. it is by potential of a techniques a spiritually related undertaking and for many human beings (in the event that they practice what they carry forth) shouldn't worry dying... For dying is a metamorphosis to a netherworld....for a Christian...assuming that they the place stored...might embody dying and have fun..for the soul has switched over and ascended into heaven.and now at a extra useful place... For a Wiccan....the soul transforms into the Summerland..the place it awaits...to the two inhabits there, because of the fact its venture is performed..or it awaits for re-incarnation...as quickly as returned a social gathering!!!! not a mourning... this would not advise that we (the residing) make hasty judgments in what we do conventional....i does not leap in front of a bus in basic terms because of the fact.... all of us comprehend human beings we adore dearly, even yet it fairly is not uncommon to work out human beings weeping at funerals for their loss....as I mentioned until now it could actually be a social gathering! Blessed be! Mykhal

Answer 5

There have been several, but I miss my father and mother
the most. The one that disturbs me the most is my friend,
who after a long battle with depression ended his own life!
I know at one time in his life he was a born again Christian!
for whatever that was worth!

Lynn I miss you!

Answer 6

I suppose my own death will affect me quite seriously, especially since it's due to happen in my lifetime.

Answer 7

My brother
I lost a sibling and a best friend. I always wondered what it would have been like when he got to be an adult. he died at 17 in a car accident.

Answer 8

The death of one of my pupils...he was so young! His mother came from Germany to take care of his wedding and instead she took care of his funerals(he died in a motorbike accident).

Answer 9

No one's death affected my life...other peoples' lives affected my life, but not their deaths.

~ Eric Putkonen

Answer 10

my mom.

i miss her every day.