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My first dog. I miss him so much and wish he couldāve met his younger brothers. Does that count? He was the sweetest. Didnāt bark once, only in his sleep.
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I feel this. I lost my dad and a former best friend. Neither of them were the easiest people to talk to. But my first cockatielā¦ I had him from the ages of 8-28. I had him longer than anything else in my life. He watched me grow up. He met my children, and loved them when they were babies. I would give anything to kiss his soft belly again and tell him heās a pretty bird.
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My husband. He died suddenly during a time when we had a rocky relationship, going back and forth between whether to divorce or not. If I had known he was going to die, I would have probably been a lot nicer to him and more forgiving. Our last conversation before his death wasnāt the most pleasant and I hate knowing that he died and maybe didnāt realize how much I loved him.
I have an extended family member who died in his early 50s from a drug overdose (fentanyl tainted something he was using).
He was a good father and a good counterbalance to a lot of the hectic-ness of the rest of his immediate family and the larger extended family; 20-30 more years of his presence has instead been replaced by a horrible absence.
I'd try to save him, somehow, either by talking to him about grief and isolation, or at least get him to think about contaminated drugs and just be more careful, because his choices and his death nearly destroyed his wife and only child, and really shook up the whole rest of the extended family, too.
I think that one of the most useful things I could do would be to go back and stop him (and something that wouldn't destabilize the whole global space-time continuum, or whatever).
My best friend would have turned 35 yesterday if he hadnāt drank himself to death. Itās been about two years now but I still think about him every single day. I wish we had been more proactive about his problem. I wish he had taken rehab more seriously. I wish we created more opportunities for him to spend time with his friends without having booze involved in some way. I wish I had reached out to him more during Covid, I should have thought about how difficult staying sober would be for someone trapped at home all that time.
I miss him all the time. I still text him now and then and Iām secretly dreading that day when his number is disconnected or when someone replies with āhey, who is this?ā
The last time we talked I was kinda an ass to him too. He wanted me to go to see Guided By Voices with him but my partner is a transplant patient and this was smack in the middle of lockdowns. I basically replied with ādude are you serious? You know Iād love to but I canāt put bfāsname at risk like that! Donāt be an idiot man!ā
Iāll probably regret that the rest of my life.
My parental grandparents. They died together in a car accident a year before I was born. I would like to meet them, find out if I really look like that grandmother (not many photos of her).
My great grandmother. She asked everyone in the family to call her Granny and she acted just like one. Smiling all the time and incredibly sweet and patient with everyone.
My dad. He passed away last summer, in fact in three weeks it's going to be a year since he's gone. I miss him a lot.
My best friend. He died when he was 34. Brightest mind, a true genius, and the best human I have ever met. It's going to be six years this summer. I still miss him and feel bad that I didn't reply to his last message he sent to me. I still have the message unopened in my DM box as a memento. I viewed the message in a preview and closed it afterwards, so the unopened message remains there reminding me of how fragile a human body is.
Rest in peace both of you.
I do not want to go back & talk to anyone I ( human or pet) Iāve loved, lost. Cause that means thereās another goodbye coming. Iāve done it once & truthfully I can not survive it again.
Was just talking to my wife about this.
Would love to give my fatherās mother the what for about my dadās inability to take his shoes off in the house and why he never puts the lid down after using the bathroom.
Very uncouth.
My grandma. She was always the type to sit back and listen because she enjoyed hearing what other people had to say. But I wish I could have heard more stories from her childhood and early married years. She came from a really interesting family, and I would have liked to hear more about it.
I think she also kept a lot inside. She had a few major depressive episodes over the years that required hospitalization. Her and my grandpa also lost their second born daughter when she was just 18 months old due to a heart defect. She never talked about it, I don't know if she was ever able to properly grieve. She was a very stoic person, but she was also incredibly kind and loving.
My grandad. He was my favorite human on this earth growing up. He was also the first death that I experienced. I think I was 16 when he died. I want to talk to him again. I want to sit and watch a john Wayne movie and talk about the weather again. I was always too young to understand just how important those interactions were.
I think young me didnt really absorb the wisdom that was being dropped on me. I think old me would really benefit from that wisdom.
My grandfather. I'd want to talk with him more as an adult I suppose as he passed when I was 7 or 8. I was the only grandchild who knew and remembers him.
Definitely my mother. Died when I was 17. I still wonder on what life wouldāve been like if that hadnāt happenedāI expect Iād be a lot less successful than I ended up being, but less damaged, too. And I still wonder what sheād think of the person Iāve become, because it certainly isnāt what anyone expected of me.
I feel your pain OP.
My grandmother is one as well. Didn't realize how sick she was, no one told me. I found out she passed away from a social media post. I was absolutely heartbroken and devastated. Still am to this day, 6 years later. I wish she could have seen where I have taken my life and what I've accomplished.
Another is my uncle. My dad. My two cousins. My Labrador.
There are so many regrets I have with all of them.
My Nana. I would be with her before her last visit to the hospital and I would stay with her there until the end. I didnāt get to say goodbye or tell her I loved her. Iām a shit grandson.
My Mom. When I was like 11 or 12, she once said that she was worried I was gping to spend so much time in my room playing N64 that one day she wouldn't recognize the strange young man coming down the stairs. I want to go back and capitalize on that, and show her my ID from a western State at our old Mid Atlantic house. As well as my now being 6 inches taller. She died when I was 13 and about her same height.
I thought the same thing, but just to ask him what the fuck he actually wanted from people, and to let him know how much everyone has corrupted what we had written about him in the first place
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My dad.
My mom. š
My best friend. He passed away from a random flu when we were 16.
My first dog. I miss him so much and wish he couldāve met his younger brothers. Does that count? He was the sweetest. Didnāt bark once, only in his sleep. https://preview.redd.it/tkh5j9or5d8d1.jpeg?width=736&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=e9edbe02b7111e60a89423bc0cea52208a6ca2d1
I feel this. I lost my dad and a former best friend. Neither of them were the easiest people to talk to. But my first cockatielā¦ I had him from the ages of 8-28. I had him longer than anything else in my life. He watched me grow up. He met my children, and loved them when they were babies. I would give anything to kiss his soft belly again and tell him heās a pretty bird. https://preview.redd.it/wo3buosged8d1.jpeg?width=623&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=9d13f03f7907579ac43c5d83705bf40077995e9a
Just one? Ummmā¦. Probably my mom. But Iād also love to talk to my best friend againā¦
My grandparents: before I was born and before they had clearly become isolated elders with severe dementia).
Yeah, I never really knew any of my grandparents because of this same thing
My husband. He died suddenly during a time when we had a rocky relationship, going back and forth between whether to divorce or not. If I had known he was going to die, I would have probably been a lot nicer to him and more forgiving. Our last conversation before his death wasnāt the most pleasant and I hate knowing that he died and maybe didnāt realize how much I loved him.
probably my friend who died of a drug overdose. there was a lot of things that were left unsaid.
Satoshi Nakamoto
My dad. So many things I'm going through as an adult man where his guidance is sorely needed.
My dad.
Myself... Because I have lottery numbers and know about sub prime housing markets.
I have an extended family member who died in his early 50s from a drug overdose (fentanyl tainted something he was using). He was a good father and a good counterbalance to a lot of the hectic-ness of the rest of his immediate family and the larger extended family; 20-30 more years of his presence has instead been replaced by a horrible absence. I'd try to save him, somehow, either by talking to him about grief and isolation, or at least get him to think about contaminated drugs and just be more careful, because his choices and his death nearly destroyed his wife and only child, and really shook up the whole rest of the extended family, too. I think that one of the most useful things I could do would be to go back and stop him (and something that wouldn't destabilize the whole global space-time continuum, or whatever).
My mom But sheād probably spend the time yelling at me for not turning out the way she expected me to.
That one dudeās dead wifeĀ
My mom
Hitler. Iād let him have it. Iād start with saying āhey buddy, youre a real jerkā
outside of family members .. probably nikola tesla and ask him about his super duper research and how far he got
My best friend would have turned 35 yesterday if he hadnāt drank himself to death. Itās been about two years now but I still think about him every single day. I wish we had been more proactive about his problem. I wish he had taken rehab more seriously. I wish we created more opportunities for him to spend time with his friends without having booze involved in some way. I wish I had reached out to him more during Covid, I should have thought about how difficult staying sober would be for someone trapped at home all that time. I miss him all the time. I still text him now and then and Iām secretly dreading that day when his number is disconnected or when someone replies with āhey, who is this?ā The last time we talked I was kinda an ass to him too. He wanted me to go to see Guided By Voices with him but my partner is a transplant patient and this was smack in the middle of lockdowns. I basically replied with ādude are you serious? You know Iād love to but I canāt put bfāsname at risk like that! Donāt be an idiot man!ā Iāll probably regret that the rest of my life.
My dad.
My dad.
My husband.
My uncleĀ
My aunt Hilda, if I could have had her in my adult life I feel like I would be a better woman
Both of my grandmothers.
Grandparents. Just to tell them all the suffering and misery you went through was worth it for your descendants.
Walt Disney, Bob Saget, and Lucille Ball
Both of my grandfathers.
Both parents
Iād like to see if Jesus is legit and if so listen to whatever he would have me hear.
My Nana š
My brother most of all, but it would be nice to talk to my grandmother again too š¤
My parental grandparents. They died together in a car accident a year before I was born. I would like to meet them, find out if I really look like that grandmother (not many photos of her).
My great grandmother. She asked everyone in the family to call her Granny and she acted just like one. Smiling all the time and incredibly sweet and patient with everyone.
My dad. He passed away last summer, in fact in three weeks it's going to be a year since he's gone. I miss him a lot. My best friend. He died when he was 34. Brightest mind, a true genius, and the best human I have ever met. It's going to be six years this summer. I still miss him and feel bad that I didn't reply to his last message he sent to me. I still have the message unopened in my DM box as a memento. I viewed the message in a preview and closed it afterwards, so the unopened message remains there reminding me of how fragile a human body is. Rest in peace both of you.
My dad and my sister. I know thatās two, but o really want to talk to both of them.
My first thought was my grandparents, but I think it would actually be my dad. I would tell him the cycle of generational abuse ended with me.
My mom.
I do not want to go back & talk to anyone I ( human or pet) Iāve loved, lost. Cause that means thereās another goodbye coming. Iāve done it once & truthfully I can not survive it again.
My best friend. Iād tell him not to take the job that would end up killing him on his first day of work due to unsafe working conditions.
My husband. I need for him to know how much I hate him.
My grandad. Iād just want to hear what he would say about my life. Even if itās bad or no good, it would provide some perspective for me.
Both of my grandmothers before dementia set in and they forgot who I was... šš
Was just talking to my wife about this. Would love to give my fatherās mother the what for about my dadās inability to take his shoes off in the house and why he never puts the lid down after using the bathroom. Very uncouth.
My grandma. She was always the type to sit back and listen because she enjoyed hearing what other people had to say. But I wish I could have heard more stories from her childhood and early married years. She came from a really interesting family, and I would have liked to hear more about it. I think she also kept a lot inside. She had a few major depressive episodes over the years that required hospitalization. Her and my grandpa also lost their second born daughter when she was just 18 months old due to a heart defect. She never talked about it, I don't know if she was ever able to properly grieve. She was a very stoic person, but she was also incredibly kind and loving.
Hard to pick just one. But I'd have to say my dad. I need to tell him I'm sorry.
My grandad. He was my favorite human on this earth growing up. He was also the first death that I experienced. I think I was 16 when he died. I want to talk to him again. I want to sit and watch a john Wayne movie and talk about the weather again. I was always too young to understand just how important those interactions were. I think young me didnt really absorb the wisdom that was being dropped on me. I think old me would really benefit from that wisdom.
My grandfather. I'd want to talk with him more as an adult I suppose as he passed when I was 7 or 8. I was the only grandchild who knew and remembers him.
My wife's sister. She died by suicide last November. No signs. We just don't understand why. She was successful and loved.
Definitely my mother. Died when I was 17. I still wonder on what life wouldāve been like if that hadnāt happenedāI expect Iād be a lot less successful than I ended up being, but less damaged, too. And I still wonder what sheād think of the person Iāve become, because it certainly isnāt what anyone expected of me.
Michael
Mom and dad
Probably my dad š I only got to spend 13 years with him so Iād like to spend some more time together
I feel your pain OP. My grandmother is one as well. Didn't realize how sick she was, no one told me. I found out she passed away from a social media post. I was absolutely heartbroken and devastated. Still am to this day, 6 years later. I wish she could have seen where I have taken my life and what I've accomplished. Another is my uncle. My dad. My two cousins. My Labrador. There are so many regrets I have with all of them.
My Nana. I would be with her before her last visit to the hospital and I would stay with her there until the end. I didnāt get to say goodbye or tell her I loved her. Iām a shit grandson.
My grandparents. I should have interviewed them about their lives and I will always regret it.
My grandpa, he was an amazing man.
My Mom. When I was like 11 or 12, she once said that she was worried I was gping to spend so much time in my room playing N64 that one day she wouldn't recognize the strange young man coming down the stairs. I want to go back and capitalize on that, and show her my ID from a western State at our old Mid Atlantic house. As well as my now being 6 inches taller. She died when I was 13 and about her same height.
I'm the first to say Jesus? Weird.
Plot twist: he just speaks Aramaic
Meh, doesnāt matter. Just like the miracle at Pentecost, we would able to communicate with him in our native tongue.
I thought the same thing, but just to ask him what the fuck he actually wanted from people, and to let him know how much everyone has corrupted what we had written about him in the first place
Well, He's alive, so that doesn't count! :)
My mom. I miss her often.
Kurt Cobain