How to stop feeling bad over my friend's sudden death?

my dad died 2 monthes ago and I became someone I dont like…a slut who slacks off in school and blows off previous engagments and ignore my mom…I hate it…I refused to go to the funeral and it was my DAD…but im over it…he cant come back and I will never see him…but im growing and grieving and slowly realizing that life happens we cant change it…it just does

I’m really sorry about the death, he is in a better place now though. did you ever figure out what happend? && I think if he were here.. he would understand why you were not there, your not alone… a lot of people think that way its totally normal. feel better girl!

Well, I know it’s too late to tell you to go, but the purpose of things like that is to help you let go and move on. It’s your last chance to tell them goodbye. Nothing will heal the pain but time. And you never know how long that time will be, but you have to stay strong and remember that your friend would have wanted you to move on and be happy.

I just lost a good friend of mine as well. only in my case, I never actually met him. me and my friend susie met him through our friend tommy over myspace. we talked all the time on there and just on monday he was in a wreck and then died in the OR on Tuesday. Losing someone is hard, it all seems like a dream. now what your going through I cna’t even imagine. you’ll make it through though. life isn’t fair sometimes but everything happens for a reason. reason we may never know. you just have to take it day by day like im doing now. it’s hard, but overtime you learn that nobody lives forever and you just have to accept what has happened. I hope you feel better and that maybe this helped you. =] God loves you.

It’s going to be really hard, and the only thing that will help is time.

Last November, a very close friend of mine (my best friend’s ex) drove into a train. He was 22. We still don’t know why…the toxicology tests came back clean (or so his family says).

I didn’t go to his funeral either, only because it was far away from me and I didn’t have money for airfare. But it took until this November–a year later–for me to not cry when I think about him. Time will help.