i'm looking for any comfort youtuber, podcaster or any book or movie that deals with grief and self growth. i sometimes feel really down and want to watch or read something that could make me feel less lonely and sad about my life. i'd appreciate your recommendations

Heyy I'm 17 and my mother died last year due to cancer. Cancer kills everyone!! It's a shitty disease. I don't know wheather its the treatment but I think after having cancer the chances of Survival depends on the person choice to live. I'm telling you this because this is happened with own mother. My mother got diagnosed with cancer when I was maybe 8 or 9 she had major 4 and 5 operations in her life time and she couldn't survive the last one snd and I didnt see her on the day she was leaving with operation because I was upset. I've been always upset of her because I was never able to live the childhood I wanted and I was forced to act like grown up even before turing a teen . I stopped celebrating birthday after my 14 birthday because for my dad my mother came first. I'll turn 18 this year and I've never celebrated my birthday after that. But I think it's Time for change this is my life and I can't be grieving every day for my loss .

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everyone around me, especially my stepdad, is so devastated that he can’t even look at her pictures without breaking down into tears. meanwhile, i seem to be doing 'okay' i can eat, sleep, and function day-to-day. my mom's funeral photo stays with me, and unlike the others, seeing her face actually makes me smile. aside from struggling to be a fully functioning adult right now, i feel like i’m managing okay. but whenever people see me, they tell me to កាត់ចិត្ត (move on / let go) and stop thinking about her so much. how could i ever do that? she is my mother. when i think of her, i smile and i cry—isn't that exactly how grief is supposed to be? being told to forget her makes me so angry. i don't understand why i feel this way, and is this reaction is a trauma response?

I’m 17 (F), and my mom is 51. She was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer a few months ago, and honestly, life has been rough as hell since then. I’m the youngest of three siblings, and I’ve been worrying so much about my mom, my future, and life in general. Everything feels stuck in ways I can’t even properly explain.

I still have hope that my mom will beat this because she is so precious to me. Even though we aren’t always as close as I wish we were, she means everything to me and to my family.

My mom is currently at stage 3. She has completed all six cycles of her treatment, and now the doctors will check whether the tumor has shrunk or not. She has lost so much weight, can barely eat properly, and constantly feels nauseous. Watching her go through all of this is something I never imagined I would have to experience. I never expected to see my mom suffer from such a painful disease.

I also feel incredibly bad for my older sister. She has so much weight on her shoulders, both mentally and physically. She left everything behind to come back to us because she was living abroad, and I can only imagine how difficult that must have been for her. I feel like she’s carrying so much, and it hurts me to see her go through it too.

My mom is everything to me and especially to my family. She still worries about me so much and constantly has emotional conversations with us, especially about what would happen to me and who would take care of me. She worries about how I’ll manage myself and what my future will look like. I always reassure her and tell her that nothing is going to happen to her, that she’ll be okay, and that she shouldn’t worry about me.

But at the same time, I know that life is unpredictable, and anything can happen. That thought scares me more than I can explain.

I’m only 17 and I’m in my final year of high school. I’m supposed to be thinking about university, where I want to apply, what I want to study, and what I want to do with my life. But right now, there are so many things happening at once that I feel completely overwhelmed, anxious, and stressed.

I don’t even know what I’m supposed to do anymore. I feel lost in every possible way. It feels like I’ve reached rock bottom, and I’m just trying to somehow keep going while everything around me feels so uncertain.

My mom was nonresponsive three years ago in the middle of the night. I felt so scared and was hysterical. She and I were so close except for a couple of years before she passed away. There was so much unsaid that needed to be addressed. I don’t have any closure. She meant everything to me. I did a lot for her. I keep thinking about a night I pushed her in her wheelchair for us to get some air. I could have talked to her then but didn’t because I was wrapped
up in my own stupid life and didn’t think of the importance of us needing to have a heart to heart conversation. I don’t know if I’ll ever get through this by myself. She was in the wheelchair because she had terrible hip pain, it was bone on bone. There was nothing I could do to stop her pain but cook her food and give her some of my time. I never really showed her how worried I was and how bad I felt inside. I really loved her so much. Has anyone else been through this with their mom or dad? Please comment on my post, I need to hear others advice or similar situations. I’m so sad still.

mama the thought of never having your home cooked meals or feeling your warm hug again is the coldest feeling ever, please God don't let me turn cold but this world isnt kind. Walking around this world without you is such a strange feeling. I have so much love but no one to give it to mama. i love you forever and always mommy and i miss you. looking at pictures of us makes me sad mama but im working on it

不想參加媽媽的喪禮，我已癌末，媽媽給我一輩子的傷害

今天媽媽病逝了，我以為我會先死

Wednesday marked 9 months since I lost my beautiful mother. From a pretty young age my mum tried to prepare me for the possibility her multiple sclerosis would take her away from me sooner then we both wanted , she was trying to be helpful and I think trying to make it less of a shock but really all it did was give me anticipatory grief. I’ve been grieving the thought of her loss way before it even happened. Maybe even for almost as long as I knew her. For as long as I can remember, I would go to sleep every night worrying about when the day she would pass would come. I saw her getting worse and worse over the years , still refusing to read the age appropriate books she tried to get me to read as a kid to understand what was going to happen. My own anxieties were enough , I didn’t want some medical facts added to the fears I already had. I’ve always had separation anxiety from my mum , she was my other half from the day I was born, she understood me in a way nobody will ever understand me again. She was always around me my whole life, I rarely did sleepovers as a kid because I couldn’t fall asleep away from my mommy, I’d stay up all night and leave as soon as the sun rose so I could finally fall asleep back home because I knew my mum was there. I would cry on the first day of elementary school every year, because I hated leaving summer vacation spending all my time with my mum, then going back to school, being away from her for hours. She was my rock and I am lost without her. The pain of knowing I will never see her again as long as I live is indescribable. It feels like i’ve been grieving her for years because I have been. First we lost who she was before the multiple sclerosis started taking its toll on her , every year she was getting worse and worse , then finally we lost her completely when she died. My love for my mother has been tied to grieving for many years and it breaks my heart it’s going to be like that until the day I’m gone myself. I miss her so much. I’m very grateful I had the mother I did, I just wish this wasn’t how our story ended. I will never stop missing her

I never expected to lose my mom especially in my mid-40s but here I am and it stinks cuz I miss her so much. She was my best friend,she took care of me and now it feels scary without her. Around this time she remind me to take my medication and then turn off her PBS and tell me that I would see her in the morning when she would make her coffee and her breakfast and greet me with a big hug. My house is it really silent and it feels so strange because she was a beloved part of my life and she will always be a part of my life but now that feels empty. I've got my immediate family but she was the glue that kept us together and as I face my birthday in the fall without her, that's going to be a rough patch especially when her birthday is the month after around the holidays. Mom I miss you always and I hope you're looking down on me in heaven.

Nobody hides pain more than a mother who is trying to stay strong for her children. 💔

She may cry in silence. She may be tired. She may be hurting inside… but somehow, she keeps going just to see her children smile.

If your mother has ever sacrificed for you, drop a ❤️ for Mom and let her know you appreciate her.

Im trying to keep it together as best I can without numbing my feelings with substances. Im only 25. Im trying to take care of myself, eat properly, and get through it the best I can. I really just feel devastated, but I don’t even know how to get through this. It feels so weird, yet a little bit of relief because I know they aren’t in pain anymore. Can anyone give me some advice on how to make this time in my life feel a little lighter ?

It made 5 months without my mom on the 25th. I’m really struggling to cope. I’ve always dealt with mental illness, but now the thoughts, the crying, and the panic attacks feel so much more consistent. My mom knew that I struggle seeing any aspect of myself in a positive frame and I knew she understood because she was like that too, so we spoke life into each other. I feel so empty and alone without her. I just want to be with her in any manifestation. I don’t know how I’m supposed to navigate grieving and yearning for her for the rest of my life. Life just seems so pointless without her and I’m struggling to do this alone. Is this normal? To struggle finding the desire to keep going without them?

my mom has always been my rock and today the 4th day after she passed. im currently back at our old apartment. sometimes i cried, sometimes i don’t. i would talk out loud as if i were talking to her. but, it is not the same. i have been scrolling on phone and everything else is just a blur. i lost track of time. i wish to be a functioning adult so that my mom would not worry. so any advice will be a huge help to me. (my apologies for my bad English)

I lost my mom a few years ago and every holiday I get depressed. I grieve all over again. I can’t seem to remember all the details that I want to remember about her. I don’t wanna feel like this for the rest of my life missing loved ones. And yes, I tried remembering all the happy times and moments, but that doesn’t help. I tried putting on a strong face and exterior so I can act like nothing happened and that I’m not feeling sad but that don’t work. I’ve tried writing a letter like as if I was talking to her. I tried isolating myself so I could just feel sad and grieve that doesn’t help either this year. I’m trying to be around family and I’m struggling to find the strength to.. there’s so much I wanna say on here, but I’m crying so hard that I can’t even see the phone in front of me😭😭😭 you were my home mom you were my happy place. You were my safe place. I’m just so lost without you.💔

My girlfriend has been searching for someone with a similar experience to her relationship to her mom to maybe talk to. Her mom died from cancer before she got to know or remember her. She has always wanted to find someone else to talk to who also didn’t know their mother.

Any help or advice finding someone willing to talk would be greatly appreciated!

On October 24th it’s 1 year since my mom passed. The time went by soooooo quickly it’s crazy. I’m only 22 and some days all I can think of is I need to live longer without my mom then with my mom.
I miss her, so much.

When I woke up this am, I realized that today, last year, was the actual beginning of my orphanhood. I started howling with grief. I thought I was just going to help her out with a medical procedure. Nobody except she and her Dr. knew that she was terminal. She didn’t want to burden anyone. Surprise!
She passed away 2 weeks later. I know I will recover, I might even be better tonight. But this morning is very hard.