Its so cliché, I know.....but someone had to start this thread, right? And yesterday's loss of George Michael only makes this year seem that much more chilling.
---This winter seem that much more cold.

Honestly, although completely shocked, I can't even begin to process George Michael making his transition when I've felt nothing but numbness since Prince left us. I still haven't even really let myself cry for Prince. Like if I allow the pain to penetrate and let myself cry--- something in me will break and I'll never be able to turn it off again. Like I'm afraid they'll be no going back.
But that's kinda how I've always handled loss---I just go numb. I watch as the world grieves around me in a surreal sorta haze and its almost like I'm really not even there. Physically I'm present, for sure....but everywhere else I'm three times removed.

Share your pain. Let's heal each other through our bond of heartache. Maybe crying really is cathartic. Maybe its finally time we purged ourselves of these reservoirs of tears.

.....and that damn song keeps playing! Are you fucking shitting me right now?!

2freaky4church1 said:

Guilty your honor. ....but the sentiment came from a place that's real. Right here in this empty space where I'm told a heart should be beating


Yeah...I just saw the extended version on youtube!

A friend demanded yesterday that I snap out of this self-inflicted melancholy and take control of my emotions. He insisted that I should realize that Prince (and George Michael) are actually the lucky ones because they are free now. It is the living, he said, who are the ones prone to constant suffering and heartache.


I only found that revelation more depressing.

Im sorry that you are feeling this way.

Christmas is an overrated stressful day and this has been an awful year for many -

But if you are still this sad please get help/grief counseling/etc.

My sincere best thoughts to you.

Namelessfan said:

Thanx for the sunshine, but really....no need worry about me. Without my brooding artist persona and sweet, sweet misery I'd be unrecognizable to myself and the others who I count on to depise me.

I wear it like a badge on my sleeve.