My real dad.
When i was very young my mom and dad split up my mother sister and myself ended up moving in with my mothers parents, my grandpa ended up stepping in for me and becoming my dad for me. its something i'm truly great-full for my sadly for me and my family bio polar disorder runs in in my moms side of the family it would seem to skip a , generation. Around the age of 13 my grandpa's bipolar disorder had reached its peak after a few attempts to kill himself and a lot of medication he lost himself, he wasn't the same man, he laid in bed all day looking at the ceiling
he wouldn't speak to anyone some days, this went on until i was 20 years old when he died. Every day seeing him after he lost himself killed me, when he died saying "it killed me more" would be an understatement, its been three years for me going on four soon and i miss and think about him every day... there are some nights i don't sleep thinking about him some days where i do nothing but think about him, for a young boy to have a man like him step in as the father figure for me is something i am and will forever be grateful for. I guess the last thing i would like to say is when my grandpa lost himself when i was around 13ish i closed off big time and stayed that way until he died than i found myself almost closed off completely its not healthy and I wouldn't let grief effect you that way. Its something i wont change about myself I don't really LIKE it but at the same time I don't hate it.
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