Welcome • User Guide
ToS • Privacy • Canary
Donate • Bugs • License

©2026 Poal.co

635

My wife died in late summer, towards september, and we used to have so much fun celebrating christmas together. the problem is ever since her passing, i have learned to hate this holiday with a passion. all these happy couples, and families, things i will never get to enjoy. all these happy moments we had together, and now all i can sense is the pain of being alone. i go to church, and yet, all i see is contempt for others, and yet i'm too proud to ever tell anyone how i really feel, why would they even care anyways? i don't want to ruin their christmas either. today was a talk on pride, and how pride can kill you. i don't feel proud of myself, and yet my ego would never want to show weakness towards others, even if it kills me. i would rather die alone away from others, maybe a silent wrapping around a tree one day when i decide that i just don't care anymore. but alas, i have a dog, and i would never abandon him over such dark thoughts. and yet, it feels like the only thing holding me back is my dog at this point. if i didn't have him, i would probably have killed myself a while ago. my brain just feels like a complete mess, and it only seems like the darkness is dispelled by the sense of sanity i have knowing god and my wife are watching over me. but boy is it this life difficult

My wife died in late summer, towards september, and we used to have so much fun celebrating christmas together. the problem is ever since her passing, i have learned to hate this holiday with a passion. all these happy couples, and families, things i will never get to enjoy. all these happy moments we had together, and now all i can sense is the pain of being alone. i go to church, and yet, all i see is contempt for others, and yet i'm too proud to ever tell anyone how i really feel, why would they even care anyways? i don't want to ruin their christmas either. today was a talk on pride, and how pride can kill you. i don't feel proud of myself, and yet my ego would never want to show weakness towards others, even if it kills me. i would rather die alone away from others, maybe a silent wrapping around a tree one day when i decide that i just don't care anymore. but alas, i have a dog, and i would never abandon him over such dark thoughts. and yet, it feels like the only thing holding me back is my dog at this point. if i didn't have him, i would probably have killed myself a while ago. my brain just feels like a complete mess, and it only seems like the darkness is dispelled by the sense of sanity i have knowing god and my wife are watching over me. but boy is it this life difficult

(post is archived)

You are currently inside a comment thread.
Click here to see all the comments (7).
[–] • 4 pts

God and your wife are watching. There is a reason you are here, there is something you are learning right now. The separation and pain are temporary but no less unpleasant. You are not alone in your experience. I challenge you to look for (you don't have to join or even go) just look for a group on or offline for people who have also lost a beloved spouse. Or, if you really want to say "fuck it", talk to your pastor to start a group at your church for these same people. I suspect you will be surprised at who joins and who understands your pain. I pray you may grow and heal together.