Video Diary of a Grieving Father
Video Diary of a Grieving Father
I was so distraught, I started recording moments of the aftermath of my son Forrest's untimely death from opioid overdose.
The horror of this reality made me angry at myself for not detecting any clues that my son was relapsing after 3 years clean.
It sounded like something I've heard that happens to "other people" I feel so awful that my son will be remembered for how he died, but he should also be remembered for how he lived. He was sweet, kind, courteous, interested, polite, dedicated and adventurous. How could this happen to him?? Maybe I'm showing him or some other person what happens to all the people who love you when you rationalize taking a risk with your life. I know i'm going to become active in fighting to prevent more tragedy, i don't know what my life will feel like without him. I'm so sorry for his family and friends. We know what this is, if you're covering it up or know someone who is, blow the whistle.
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Albert, I thought of you today... and Forrest. Hugs.
Farewell, beautiful. Compassion. A love supreme. Beyond the mind.
Thank you for these videos!! I don't know what to add - other then, "We don't know what we don't know". Marching on as best we can, seems to be the right course of action!
Thank you for sharing this. The rawness of your grief touches mine.
Mr Nobody. Hugs
I commented before I played the video. Tears. Hugs.
I was thinking about you last week. Put that cigarette out ❤ I got married, quit smoking, eat clean now. Thank you for being a change factor in my life. Welcome back. ❤
Hi Albert. Checking in, I have been thinking about you. I found some poems recently that my brother wrote, he died from an overdose in several years ago. Reading them has taught me that I have dealt with some grief issues. I hope your are finding this to be true also. But I really want to say I hope the Universe blesses you with all the love, blessings, forgiveness and joy that is infinitely possible. Hugs.
I quit smoking after 45 years last August. I still drink alcohol but the smoking addiction part, well, I never knew how the toxins clouded everything. Hugs. Thinking of you tonight.
Albert. Thinking of you tonight. I hope you are hugging yourself and those you love.
Albert, take good care. Thank you for sharing your journey. Hugs.
Prayers
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Hey, thanks for sharing your journey with us. Please don’t feel shame. That’s what keepa the stigma going. You did nothing to be shameful for. I would have made many more comments but I am not sure if you read them. My heart breaks for you in this last video as much as the first even though I never met you. I knew your son for a few years when our kids were young. You stay strong and I really hope you reach out to friends and family to help you along. Don’t think they don’t want to hear you. That’s what they are there for.
From what I learned about someone contacting you after they die is that you need a medium to bring that connection with him to you.
You made it. Heavy sigh. Always so so so hard and always glad to get through it. Hugs
Faith is a powerful and mysterious 'thing.'
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Thanks for this.
Albert, I've been away from your feed for a little bit. Life happening. I can only ask that you wait until after the 19th to end your diary and leave the door open for a few cameos. Your followers will worry and wonder how your doing. I know I will. But if you can't or won't please know you have the support of completes strangers who have walked with you through this last year. Wherever life takes you, you will pick the high road. I'm so sorrowful for your loss and not in a cliche way, I really am so sorry. Hugs friend that I will never meet.
Aldo, I have been watching your videos as a witness. Thanks for exposing this stuff. It is deeply meaningful, both what you say, and the act of saying it . This poem/statement is not about you but I thought you would get it. Wretched and misery both derive From the sense of being outcast, pursued, sojourner in a foreign land. Expanse, expense, expunge, plunge. I lost my son before he was even born, and I wasn't about to lose him again. I hung my blunted heart between us like a strip of flypaper. He was born already entangled. Askance. Ask. Chance. Flung.
thank you Sharona
time heals. love to you and your family and all. living and dead. ride the waves. love.
This is the first one I have been able to bring myself to watch in several months. Thank you, from your brother.
Half of My Conversation Was Essayed Somehow Please Don't Mind Me I Listen and It Helps Me All that Matters Cut And Dry
Just Keep Yourself Going I Believe In You You Are Heart And Soul
I Don't Know How to Change This Stupid Picture Of Me it's A Guy
Then u tube Wouldn't Let Me Talk no more I Confronted Him no Explaination Broke Everything Off Totally Blew My Mind When We fought it Was Was Always A Back And Fought Thing Love You Don't Want To lose You this time He Brough It to Court Naturely The Judge Threw It Out Of Court But The Pain Goes On 3 years Can't Shake It We Live In A Small town in Jersey Right outside New York across the Tunnels Don't Get Me Wrong My Kids. and Grand kids Are My Life My Other Son Met His Wife At 13 years Old they Married At 20 years Old there Still together You Have Made Me Realize You Have Been Keeping Me Alive From You Love And Passion For Your Son Again made Me Realize how Bad My Mind Is Thinking I've Been So Down left All well not All but Most Of My Friends And I'm On A Journey That You My Friend Have Been Majorly Been Helping Me Through And I Haven Wanted to Comment Till today Cause It's True People Say Shit Like Good Will Come out of All Of This Bullshit Right But You Have Actually Been Helping Me Through made Me Go out Try Doing Good things for Myself Stay Healthy Ok Forget About It Just Thank You Ok I Love Listening To You You Have Given Me Some Kind Of Home I feel I'm On the Same Kind Of Journey But Yes I am I Feel My Kids Almost Lost Me To My Sucidel thoughts They Don't Know They Know Something Has Been Wrong and They've Been Telling Me Mom Don't Worry Don't Worry Bout Nothin The poor Babies ❤️❤️Sorry I'm Sorry I'm Sorry For You And For Me
You Have A Black Eye and By The May You Can Never Imagine How much You Have Helped Me With My lose Wasn't One Of My Two Sons I Couldn't Be As Strong As you Think I Would Die with My 3 grandchildren And All my Grandson Is 23 we almost Lost Him To Drugs but Not Herion but Every other Kind He models And Went To School For Music Producution in New York Hes Fantastic love Him To pieces But I Worry besides all of That Been Broken Up With A Boyfriend And This Was A Biggie I Know Now the Secrets He Was Hiding Achcolic Pills Found Out Big Coke head But is A Board of Health Inspector Big Time Job But Since Our Breakup Has Been In Rehab 3 Times got His Nose Busted By A Bouncers Ones Weed I Kinda Liked That Before We Went To Bed At nightBut Then football Season Began And All Hell Broke Lose started Gambling Broughing Money From The City Started Punching The Pillows Hard Beating It up in His Sleep Then
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People are watching. I’ve watching ever one.
Lisa Scheffer me too.
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I'm surprised it hasn't happened sooner. Hugs.
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Happy birthday.
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My favorite cat all -time!!
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Great list.
Heartened by your 'flashes of a meaningful future.'
You two look so much alike.
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I thought of you, again, today when I received an email. I've mentioned before that I work in organ donation and how I am confronted with families who are losing a loved one to this epidemic and that donation is an untoward side effect of heroin overdoses in the population. This family has a web site for Sean: www.for-kindness.com. That's how they are dealing with trying to raise awareness. I'm not pretending this will mean anything to you but it made me think of you and Forrest -again. I see this more than you want to care to know. But I carry Forrest and your family in my heart - yes especially you- in my daily life. I wish Forrest could have been a donor. Hugs.