/u/quimquaffer's posts in /r/TwoSentenceSadness

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The love of my life passed away this weekend and I couldn't even mourn her properly.

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I was so very close to my brother and I knew that he wasn't suicidal, just always wanting to escape reality.

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As she tightly snuggles the kids to sleep every night, she often turns to me and reminds me how much she loves me too.

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My goatee would tickle her and make her giggle when I nibbled on her little earlobes.

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Today would be my daughter's twenty-second birthday, and I could be walking her down the aisle or watching her blow out her candles.

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I held her tight against my chest and in feeling her warmth against me, I clutched her even tighter.

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We had talked for hours, rather, I listened , her voice a melody to my ears, we talked about how awful and lonely it is to be disregarded and ignored.

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I entered my parent's home and walked up the stairs to find my father's sitting chair empty.

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My mother had me convinced that my father, whom I just testified against, was the one who molested me all those sleepless nights years ago when I was five.

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My mother, a narcissist, cannot stop bitching about my father to anyone who will listen.

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Title	Upvotes	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
The love of my life passed away this weekend and I couldn't even mourn her properly.	2245
I was so very close to my brother and I knew that he wasn't suicidal, just always wanting to escape reality.	1542
As she tightly snuggles the kids to sleep every night, she often turns to me and reminds me how much she loves me too.	753
My goatee would tickle her and make her giggle when I nibbled on her little earlobes.	167
Today would be my daughter's twenty-second birthday, and I could be walking her down the aisle or watching her blow out her candles.	142
I held her tight against my chest and in feeling her warmth against me, I clutched her even tighter.	139
We had talked for hours, rather, I listened , her voice a melody to my ears, we talked about how awful and lonely it is to be disregarded and ignored.	108
I entered my parent's home and walked up the stairs to find my father's sitting chair empty.	94
My mother had me convinced that my father, whom I just testified against, was the one who molested me all those sleepless nights years ago when I was five.	88
My mother, a narcissist, cannot stop bitching about my father to anyone who will listen.	80